Kingda Ka It was time, me and my friend Kayla ran to Kingda Ka the world's tallest roller coaster! We were at Great Adventure, in the Golden Kingdom section, where some of the animals are kept. We were there for one thing and one thing only, a roller coaster! Kayla shouted, “Here we come Kingda Ka” and off we went! We walked down this winding path, with trees and bamboo all around us. It was like a never ending jungle. I whispered to Kayla, “ I am scared for the ride.” Kayla said in a loud voice, “Stop whispering you know I hate that and stop being a big baby, it is just a ride.” She walked ahead of me. Then I shouted, “Wait for me and while you are at it, stop walking!” All of sudden she did what I told her to do but, she stared up though. I ran to her and did the same thing she did. The platform for Kingda Ka was right up those steps! …show more content…
As soon as we got on to the platform we lined up for the last cart because Kayla said, “It is the most dangerous cart.” Which by the way, I don’t believe at all.
We were next on line to go on that death trap. The ride people checked us for jewelry because it is a safety hazard. I got on the ride and then, “CLICK”, I was in and there was no getting out or turning back now! This one girl on the line next to us said, “I hope you do not die up there!” That was so nice of her to reassure us of our biggest fear. I started to breath deep, like when you are in yoga class and trying to relax but, this was not relaxing. I thought that I was going to use up all the oxygen in the world! Then I started thinking, am I going to die up there? Will I make it out alive? Will me and Kayla live till twelve? All of these questions whirled around in my head like, a big tornado staying in one and one place only; my head it was
spinning. We were at the next stage of the ride, where they launch the rollercoaster and you, 128 miles per hour. Kingda Ka is the second fastest roller coaster in the world, this is one of the reasons why I really wanted to go on the ride. Then like a rocket, we were launched down the track at 128 miles per hour. What did I just get myself into? Face your fears, that is what I was thinking. The ride zoomed straight up. At a certain point on the ride they take your picture. Well, a picture is worth a thousand words, let’s just say I look like I was going to let my breakfast go. My face turned a shade of green when we made it to the top. Then all of a sudden the ride slowed down tremendously, the roller coaster started to go down through a spiral! I started to scream at the top of my lungs, hoping I would not lose my voice. The ride slowed down a bit, went over a bump and back around to the station. Kayla said, “look at my crazy hair!” I looked over and to my surprise her pony tail fell out while we were on the ride and she looked like a troll doll with her hair all over. I looked at Kaya with wide eyes and a smile as big as the universe, “ What a wild ride!”
The Hero’s Journey is a basic template utilized by writers everywhere. Joseph Campbell, an American scholar, analyzed an abundance of myths and literature and decided that almost all of them followed a template that has around twelve steps. He would call these steps the Hero’s Journey. The steps to the Hero’s Journey are a hero is born into ordinary circumstances, call to adventure/action, refusal of call, a push to go on the journey, aid by mentor, a crossing of the threshold, the hero is tested, defeat of a villain, possible prize, hero goes home. The Hero’s Journey is more or less the same journey every time. It is a circular pattern used in stories or myths.
Joseph Campbell studied ancient greek mythology for many years. Joseph filled each stage of the journey very well. He accepted all the challenges he got and all the help he needed. He really knew how to fulfill all those stages. Like everyone goes through a heroic journey everyone has to have a story to tell. My story is very contrasty from Joseph’s because he really knew what all the stages meant. My hero's journey consists of my threshold crossing which was when I started depending on myself more than I did on others, my helpers/mentors like my parents, teachers,my sister and many more influential people in my life and my rewards were getting awards in school, having a nice family, and many friends.
It doesn't get simpler. It won't get simpler. It's been 12 years since he passed yet despite everything it hurts as it did the second I discovered. I wish I could do a reversal so as to that morning. I woke up and discovered him at the table, written work. God, that is whatever he did. He composed and composed and composed. I would read his works for whatever is left of my life just to feel somewhat nearer to him once more. I attempted to induce him to return to bed, however he cannot. He guaranteed me he would be back soon. He assembled it a conference. Why wouldn't he be able to be straightforward with me? Alex never preferred duels. He preferred not to get included in any. Why did he get included in this one? I detest Burr. He ought to have known Alexander could never shoot him. He ought to have known not to do it. He ought to have realized that the world was sufficiently wide for them two. Why didn't he realize that?
Dr. D is a cardiothoracic surgeon. He was my hero. He may well still be, even though he is a throw-back to the days when I was more concerned about science than symbolism.
She staggered on the path. The valley spread out before her, she looked down it was such a far way down to the bottom of the valley. Her blood curdled as hooves clopped behind her. There has to be a way to lose them she couldn't stand this much longer.
At the beginning my brother and i got into a fight about something. He got really mad at me and started yelling at me and hitting me. Troy my brother he pushed me down the stairs, when he did I flew down the stairs and i hit my head on the door and i had a sucker in my mouth I could feel the bump on my head and I could hear me hit my head. Mom and dad come freaking out and
WHAT IF I DIE? WHAT IF I FALL DOWN FROM THE MOUNTAIN,” I shrieked, overreacting and shaking Shania back and forth by her shoulders. “Hush, child,” she said, hitting my head lightly and winking, “A snake won’t kill you, I will.” I followed Shania till the end of the hike. I was really quiet and afraid throughout the hike, clutching her bag as I held onto her for balance.
3,2,1 Whosh! whaaaaa! There it is, I see Top Thrill Dragster. We just drove to cedar point, seeing the 420 foot tall Top Thrill Dragster, made me think twice about being here. It was a surprise from my dad going here. After all I was always scared of heights and roller coasters. I wasn’t looking forward to this!
Two days ago, on November 16, my life flashed before my eyes twice. The first had happened around 7:30 in the evening and I was on my way to my best friends house. I had gone to her house a thousand times before, and I didn’t think this time would be any different. Driving down the highway, the unimaginable happened, I lost control of my car. I had lived through 20 seconds of my worst fear. Spinning around and around, I thought my life was going to end. All the good times and the bad times flashed in my eyes, and I thought about all the things I would miss out on if I died. I thought the worst was inevitable, death was upon me, I was going to die at a mere 17 years old. Those 20 seconds seemed to have lasted forever, every single day of life was relived twice, I thought it was never going to end. The crash seemed so far, but it was closer than I ever could have imagined. The impact which would determine the rest of my life. After waking up, I thought the worst had happened, I was paralyzed. I would never be able to walk again, my dreams had been crushed in one minute. I didn’t know what I was gonna do. I decided that this was not going to be my fate. I began smacking my legs so vigorously you would have thought it was the end of the world. With the adrenaline and my instincts finally kicking, I rushed out of my car, no one was in sight. I couldn’t find my phone and I thought I was going to be stuck there forever. Within minutes I saw headlights, there was a God. I figured maybe one of the near by houses saw me crash and came over to help. As the car approached I waved my hands, trying to ge...
I was terrified, anxious, worried and just wanted to go back home and roll up into a little ball in bed. I kept imagining the worst scenarios in my head. What if I get super sick? What if I hate the food? What if I hate my living situation?
THE JOURNEY HOME Going home, on my first day out I managed to travel all the way from Ein Karem to an inn just to the north of where my road met the main caravan route from Jerusalem headed for Nazareth. It was a goodly ride, but on the plus side I estimated it would cut about a day’s journey from my total travel time. With Amos at my side, courtesy of Zachariah, and by what seemed like pure luck or perhaps Amos’ planning, we managed to reach the inn in time to spend the night. The next morning, Amos met with the leader of a caravan headed north towards Nazareth, Capernaum, and the villages about the Sea of Galilee. Because I was so young and Amos was reckoned to be my man servant, the caravan master assigned us not to the caravan
As the bushes and brush grew more solid I began to ponder. Will I make it through this forest tonight or will I be taken in by the thick of the mystery? Sounds from sluggish foot steps caused a vibration around me that lead me to stop in my place and listen closely. Could this forest be haunted or was I just over exaggerating? I started to get very nervous by this time. “It will be just fine,” I told myself. I am just imagining things. I continued my journey through the forest but negative thoughts were running through my l...
The roller coasters roared above us as we ambled down the dimly lit pathway, debating the next ride to go with. The Top Thrill Dragster towered four hundred feet in the air above us. It’s bright lights blinking in the night sky. The stars practically scraped against it’s metal bars. We quickly passed it, just the sight of it making my stomach turn inside out. The red and yellow coaster goes straight up in the air at one hundred and twenty miles per hour with a drop going straight down even faster. The ride is only seventeen seconds long but I was almost positive it seemed longer when you were actually on it, at least that’s was what I was told.
Before I got a chance to find my mom in the midst of it all, our car descended rather quickly and I screamed. This was the moment that I feared but, as I was riding the roller coaster, I realized that there was actually nothing to fear and, right then, I let go of any anxieties that I had. I screamed some more in excitement, as did the others on the roller coaster. Once it ended, I was happy that I had overcome my fear of roller coasters and wanted to go on more rides. The family smiled and knew that I would come around to appreciate their
I attended the varsity dance competition with my teammates on junior varsity to cheer on my sister and the rest of the upperclassman. After they performed, we went back to the dressing room to hug and congratulate all of the girls on their awesome performance. Little did I know, this would be the last time I ever hugged my sister. I left the competition that afternoon and headed home to a family party. A few hours later, my sister called and said that she was on her way home from the high school and that she would “see us soon”. About twenty minutes later, my worst nightmare came true. My dad received a phone call from a local hospital. I could hear the doctor through the phone say, “Mr. Rudd, your daughter Jacalyn has been in a traumatic car accident and we need you to get to the hospital immediately.” At this moment I had so many thoughts rambling through my head, I did not know what to expect. Growing up, I always thought that I lived the perfect life and I never anticipated anything bad happening. My family and I arrived at the hospital minutes later, and the doctor was waiting for us in the lobby. He urged us to take a seat began by saying, “I am so sorry, but at this time I regret to inform you that Jacalyn has passed away.” My body froze, my hands and feet went numb, and I felt as if I could not breathe. I thought to myself, “There’s no way this can be real, this must be a dream.” I