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Personal Narrative: The Rockin Rollercoaster
It’s not very often when you get to go somewhere really far away and have a ton of fun. But this was one of these times. But I never would've thought of the one thing I would have to do when we went to Disney World.
Everyone thinks that Disney World is fun but when I was 4 I thought it was scary. All of those princess’ and scary statues scared me. But the rides were even worse. When I saw the Rockin’ Rollercoaster I freaked out. I knew that my mom would make me try a new something new like the Rockin Rollercoaster. And that's exactly what she did. I don’t really like trying new things but I knew that my sister and my mom would do it too and they wanted to have fun with me. Somehow she knew that I would love that ride.
The ride was super scary
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