Trip To Six Flags Research Paper

The Trip to Six Flags

We’re both looking at the top of the roller coaster track begging and pleading that we be taken off. “I don’t want to ride, somebody get me off!” My life had flashed before my eyes as well as my best friends. We began to tell each other that we loved one another. Before we knew it we were at the top of the roller coaster looking down at all of the people who were walking around still living and breathing enjoying funnel cakes, turkey legs and ice cream. As for us at the top of the ride were having panic attacks and screaming as loud as we could but no one seemed to hear us. We were getting ready to have the ride of our lives.

My best friend and I were so excited, we were going to Six Flags some where we haven’t been in years. Around this time we were twelve years old and thought we were the most adventurous people in the world. The night before going to Six Flags I spent the night over her house. My best friend and I couldn’t stop talking about the rides we would get on, which one would be first and what we were going to eat.

“We should ride Mr.

Freeze first” my friend stated.

“No, I think we should get on the American eagle first then Mr. Freeze.”

With the most exciting yes ever my friend agreed “WE SHOULD!!”

We stayed up most of the night talking and imagining how everything would be and how things had changed since we last went. My best friend explained to me that we needed to set an alarm for us to get up and be ready in the morning so we wouldn’t get left.

“I say we get up at 6, take our showers, eat breakfast and be ready by 8 o clock.”

“Sounds good to me” my friend agreed.

With us being up so late her parents came in and told us we needed to go to sleep to be prepared for the long day we had ahead of us. So as instructed we prepared ourselves for bed but of course we were too excited to sleep. In all I think we received a total of two hours of

sleep.

My best friend’s alarm clock went off time for us to get up and get ready!!

“TODAY IS THE DAY!!” I yelled, scaring my friend who was still sleep with dried up slob on the side of her face and her scarf half off her head.

We began doing everything we said we were going to do. I took my shower first than my best friend, we dressed ourselves, ate breakfast and talked some more about six flags. As we were talking we noticed that the clock only said 7:30 but we also noticed that her parents neither was her little sister up getting ready. So me and my best friend waltz into her parents’ bedroom and began to shake them until they woke up.

Once they were woke her father asked “What’s wrong?”

My friend stated “You guys aren’t up getting ready!!”

Her bald headed father began to laugh as well as her half woke mother, while her little sister was still sound asleep. “Girls, Six Flags doesn’t open until 11 o’clock” he said still chuckling.

My best friend and I sighed as both her parents went back to sleep with no problem. My best friend and I couldn’t do such thing because we were still too excited so we tried to pass the time by watching television until it was time to escape and go have the best day.

Now was the time we were driving down the highway on our way to having our best day ever showing everyone we were rebels. We arrived at the park around 11:30 on a Wednesday summer morning, so as you could imagine it was already hot. The process of entering the park took forever. They had to go through parking gates, find a parking spot, then we had to walk to the entrance, go through security, and finally give our tickets to the vendors so we could be let in the park. Oh my!!! Was me and my best friend’s faces we were looking high in the sky at roller coasters hearing not only the roar of the rides but also people screaming.

Her mom looking at our faces stated “Girls there’s no turning back now you both are going to get on every ride that I get on.”

My best friend and I faces terrified we agreeing responded with “Yes ma’m!” our voices shaking.

The first ride we were walking up to was the batman the roller coaster that didn’t have a floor to it, your feet dangled as you were attached to the top. As were are in line we could see the people taking off preparing their selves for a big drop, some loops, and twist.

I began to say “I don’t think I want to ride anymore, I’ll just skip this one.”

Her mom bluntly said “No, I paid for you both to come to Six Flags not to just eat but to ride roller coasters!”

I looked at my friend we both had fear in our eyes. It was now our turn to get on the ride, we all sat on the same row.

Getting the attention of the attendant “Hey, can you let me and my friend off we don’t want to ride anymore.”

Her mom explained “They’ fine continue checking everyone’s seatbelts so we can get this thing rolling!”

“Jesus help” my friend cried, I bowed my head in agreeance.

So the countdown began and the ride began to go up the tallest hill. We were almost to the top when I and my best friend began to cry.

“I want to go home, I never should have said yes to coming” I exclaimed.

(Whimpers and sobs) was all you heard coming from my friend.

“I want my mom”

(More whimpering and sobbing)

We reached the top of what I thought was the highest mountain. We began to look down at the people below us who we could hardly see. My friend spotted out her dad and her sister looking up at us waving. They weren’t aware of that we felt as if were about to face our death.

“Bye you guys I love you so much” my friend yelled to her father and sister.

“Oh would you both calm down, you girls are going to be alright.” Her mom said calmly.

I could hear the laughs of others who were on the ride. I would assume that they were laughing at my friend and I proclaiming that we were about to take our last breath. All of a sudden the ride shifted and then a drop. I thought my heart fell out of my chest it was the scariest thing, at the time, which I thought I experienced. But I was for sure that my breakfast had rearranged itself. By the middle of the ride my best friend and I were laughing and screaming in fear all at the same time. At the end of the ride her mom looked at us and just started busting out laughing. She was laughing because we had dried up tears on our face that were blew back and my best friend had a big glob snot on her shirt.

“Are you guys ghost or did you make it out alive?” Her mom sad sarcastically.

My friend and I looked at each other and yelled “We made it!! So what’s next?”

We felt we accomplished the biggest obstacle of our lives at that point.