Roller Coaster: A Narrative Fiction

Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click. I could feel my anticipation bubbling inside me as we climbed up the wooden slope. Finally once we got to the top, it paused. I could feel it lurch forward, then leave my insides behind.

“How about shivering timbers?” My dad asked

“NOOOOO!” I moaned

“YES!” My sister screeched

“Do we have to.” I complained. I hated wooden roller coasters, I always think they would collapse when you ride on it.

“Yes.” My dad said, you're the only one on this family that doesn't want to go.

“Mom do you want to go?” I asked

“Kind of.” She said between licks of her ice cream cone.

“Why do you want to go anyways?” I said trying to weasel my way out of this. “Why don’t you want to go?” My dad
This is so miserable I thought. I saw the kid adjacent to me. He was on his mom’s phone. “Can I play on your phone I asked my mom.”

“No.” She said plainly she was bothered by the heat to but she did a better job of not showing it.

Finally, we were next in line. I could hear the screams of the people in front of me. I getting nervous. This is going to be horrible I thought. I could feel my palms getting sweaty as we stepped on to the cart. I heard the operator say the
I shot my mom a dreading look. I could see pity in her eyes. I felt the cart lurch forward. My stomach did a flip. NO, NO, NO, NO! I thought. I could see the first slope glide into view. Once we got to the top I told my mom this doesn't seem so bad. But the I saw the other slopes.

“NOOOOO!” I moaned. “Why!” Once we were finished with the first few, I saw the biggest one.

Click, click, click, click, click, click, click, click. I could feel my anticipation bubbling inside me as we climbed up the wooden slope. Finally once we got to the top, it paused. I could feel it lurch forward, then leave my insides behind. I could feel the wind batter my hair. I could hear my mom sister and dad screaming of pure joy, but I was screaming of pure terror. I was hunched back in my seat as I saw the other rides whizzing by. At one point during the ride I hit my head on the back of my seat.

“OWWWW.” I moaned. I could feel my head throbbing painfully. This is so unfair I thought miserably.

Soon the ride was over. When I got off I was dizzy on my feet.

“So how did you like?” My sister asked sarcastically.

“Reese.” My dad said in a stern