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Personal Narrative: The Roller Coaster Ride
The Roller coaster Ride Roller coaster rides are extremely petrifying, obscuring, and agitating. I remembered getting into my seat and strapped in. I can hear the buzzing of excitement from other fellow passengers, while I was terrified to expect the unexpected. I heard them talking about previous times and how thrilling their past experiences were riding roller coasters. While my stomach was twisting and turning from the nervousness. I can literally feel all the animosity as my neck hair peaks with anxiousness.
The ride slowly takes off and starts to incline. My ears are hypnotized by the clicking of the gears while, I witness the ride slowly climb. My blood starts rushing through my body when I felt the ride escalating higher and higher.
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