Drop Tower Research Paper

On a sunny Saturday afternoon when I was twelve-years-old. The warm air smelled like fries and wings were being cooked. I found myself in a line with my mom waiting to go next for the drop tower. I was very nervous because I have always been afraid to ride the drop tower because it's a ride that slowly rises 224 feet in the air. Then it free falls all the way to the bottom like a meteor in about a blink of an eye. It is in the scream zone in King's dominion which automatically hints the ride is meant to make you scream.

I ended up on the line with my mom because since my mom saw a six-year-old on the ride, she was going to make me man up and overcome my fear of what she considers a silly ride. The last group of people before our turn were

I was waiting at the line, having a mini-panic attack because we were next. I watched the crane moving drop tower slowly rise while people were dangling their feet amid the air. Seconds later, the sound of what a garbage truck makes stopped! They reached the top. The view from the ground to how high they were, made them seem like ants. I heard a few screams before the ride finally dropped freely to the ground. It was almost in a flash and they were back down. The drop made everyone on the ride scream even when they reached the ground. It was our turn to hop on the ride. We replaced all the empty seats and my mom was right beside me. I buckled up my seatbelt and made sure it was as tight as it could get. A person came around making sure everyone was buckled up and that is when I realized there was no turning back. I started feeling the need to use the restroom but there was nothing I could do. I was locked behind what felt like a seat you would find inside a rocket ship. We started arising slowly and I honestly felt like I was going to black out because of how afraid I was. My heart was beating faster and faster the higher we went. Before I knew it, we were at the top. The