Disney World-Personal Narrative

When I was 7 years old my family and I decided to go on a long adventurous vacation. We didn’t have all the money in the world like we wanted but we made it happen and worked hard for the money we did have. To decide on a vacation spot we all sat down at the family table to write down what each person wanted as our vacation. It was me, my brother, my little sister, my step mom and my dad. When we wrote down where we wanted to go we put it in a bowl and whichever one my dad drew out of the bowl we were going, it’s as fair as it gets in my house. My choice was of course Disney world in Florida. What kid wouldn’t want to go to Disney world? Disney world has the rides to remember and food that will you want to puke your brains out… awesome right? When it came to draw where we are going to go for a vacation I was nervous. I didn’t want to go to a star wars convention that my brother probably obviously picked for vacation. My dad drew a piece of paper out of the fish bowl and opened it slowly… then there it was, it had said Disney world and my heart couldn’t have been happier. Nobody really complained about my choice.
We planned to leave the next month which game me plenty of time to get prepared for my roller coaster scream, my picture smile, and last but not least my candy and
Everything I seen reminded me of those alligators coming to get me. To be honest I really think that ride should be for adults and adults only. I was so mad at myself for being so terrified but I almost got ate by a fake mechanical alligator so it scared in my head. I had nightmares for about 2 months after that roller coaster. I’ve never rode on a roller coaster since. All my friends still make fun of me to this day but alligators are fierce and frightening I won’t ever forget that roller coaster ride. Maybe the star wars convention wouldn’t had been a bad place to go after