Personal Narrative Essay: Taking A Trip To An Amusement Park

“Come on, do it!” my aunt exclaimed at me the day before our trip to the amusement park. My family would always take a trip to an amusement park every other summer. I was always scared about going on the roller coasters. So one day before the trip, my aunt wanted to push me and my sister to do something new through a bet. The bet was that I had to chose one ride or the other ride but I had to choose one. My sister chose the one I didn’t choose so we both had to go on separate rides. Then the one day came and my sister, me, my cousin and my aunt drove to the amusement park building up the anticipation each minute in the car.

We all drove up the the park entrance and into the parking lot. After seeing the coasters from the ground, they looked fine but then I realized that they would seem way higher than they were. Then the doubt of going on the roller coasters started rolling in. I always wasn’t able to go on the big rides whenever I came here because I was always scared of them because of the heights.
First of all when we got there we walked around for a while getting snacks and playing games and were having fun. Our plan was to go around the park hitting up each ride we pass and eventually go on almost every ride. Although I didn’t tell my aunt, I was scared about the big ones that my aunt loved. We walked up to the

Then, something happened, something just clicked and I started to enjoy the ride not be scared of it. I started to laugh and stick my hands up and my aunt looked happy as well. We went everywhere. We twisted and turned and looped upside down, it was so much fun! We got off after going for what seemed like nothing it seemed like time had stopped while we were on there then Snap! Just like that we pulled into the station and the seats opened as we slowly got