If you have ever been to a amusement park such as Disney World, Six Flags, or Valley Fair, then you know all the different senses you get out of a amusement park. Weather its seeing all the different people and rides, hearing all the rides in motion and all the people screaming sounds of joy, tasting all the different amusement park foods they offer, smelling the different smells of fresh air, and feeling the air press against you as you go down that steep hill and all the different turns on the big roller coasters. These are only a few of the many senses you experience at a amusement park.

The moment when you decide to ride the biggest, baddest ride in the whole park. Walking up and I see the sign reading “The Wild Thing”. I start to second guess myself on weather riding the ride but there are too many people behind me to turn back. The yellow bricked pathway that leads up to the entrance gate and I am walking down it. It seems like it goes on for miles upon miles and then I hit the back of the line and then the waiting begins.

Waiting in line gave me a lot of time to think to myself. “Should I do this? I will turn back now, don't worry no one will care. But then I have to try to find my family in the massive herd of people the surround the area.” Thinking to myself and I suddenly realize that I will begin to second guess myself and want to turn back so I start to talk to a bunch of high-school aged kids. “Wow your actually gonna ride this?” one of the high-scholars asked “Your one brave little kid.” another commented. Carrying on a conversation with these high-scholars made me completely forget the fact that I was about to ride the biggest, baddest, and most scariest ride in the park.

As I start to maneuver my way through the fenced area that lead to the entrance of the Wild Thing, I can hear the roller-coaster fly by as fast as light-speed and along with it, the sounds of screaming passengers. Hearing those people scream made me not want to ride the ride but the high-scholars told me I was going to be the coolest kid in the whole park and being the age of eight that made me forget the second guesses and got me all fired up and excited to ride this ride. Finally it was time for me to tackle this task head on. I gave the ticket keeper my ticket and he allowed me to pass through the gate explaining to me to quickly take my seat. As I franticly struggle to find a seat one of the high-scholars that coaxed me into riding the Wild Thing yelled that I could come sit with him. I sat down in the seat, and I could feel my heart pumping out my chest and the adrenaline flowing thorough my veins. Then out of nowhere a bar comes down and fastens me in. Then a women's voice over the speaker started to explain the rules. I wasn’t paying any attention to what she was explaining until I head a buzzer and then I felt a jerk and the ride started to move. With my heart beating at a million mile an hour all I could see was the car in front of me. The steep incline felt like it was taking days to reach the top. My eyes wondered over to the side and I could see the park growing bigger and bigger and the people getting smaller and smaller. Soon the whole park was off to the side of me and I could then see all the different rides operating and all the little specks that looked like ants but I realized they were all people.

Then I hear screaming and then the car in front of me disappeared and then I reached the top of the hill but for only a fraction of a second and then the hill that seemed like it took days to reach the top was over in just nearly seconds. Flying down the hill my heart stopped beating, and all I could hear was the wind blowing across my hears and the faint screams of only the people in front of me. Then down the hill we went at what seemed like a million miles per hour and then I was jerked to right side as the train of cars following each other started to spin around in what was almost like a whole that ships sucked into as they traveled the ocean.

Around and around we spun and then when the spinning stopped I felt a bunch of pressure flow from my feet to my head. I looked at what I thought was up to find myself looking at the greenest grass I have ever see surrounding a mixture of red and white colored rocks and a bunch of bright green metal bars and poles that were holding up the roller-coaster. As fast as all the pressure floated to my head it all sank back down to my feet. Then another loop with all the pressure to my head and then back down to my feet again. Seconds after all the pressure floating to my head I find my self caught in a corkscrew, spinning around and around. Im looking at the sky then the ground and then sky and the ground. I started to feel a pain in my head, not quit a headache but there was just the slightest pain.

After the corkscrew I found my self going up another hill, not as big of an incline as the first steep incline that felt like it was taking hours to finally reach the top. As we started the incline, it didn't take as long as the first hill, and once we reached the top I heard the faint screams like on the first hill. We rushed down the hill at speeds of 55 miles per hour and then around the different turns and curves that the track offered us. But as fast as it all started, the bright sun disappeared and I saw the shade of the platform that would soon let all the passengers off the ride. The coaster came to a instant halt, and the bars that had held me tight in my seat had finally let go and started to raise up. The high scholar that I first came in contact with standing in the long line had got up and so I followed him and all his friends out of the coaster and on to the platform that lead to exit gate. “Dude you were the bravest kid I have ever met!” one high-scholar told me. “Yeah and thanks for letting me sit with you on the ride” I explained “No problem you actually rode the biggest ride in the park at the age of 8, now thats cool” he said.

We said our goodbyes as we exited the platform which was extremely hard to walk off of after be spun around all over the place. I walked down the steps and on to another yellow bricked path that led out of the ride and I saw my parents standing by the exit. I ran to them as fast as I could, without falling over from dizziness, and I yelled with joy “I rode the biggest, baddest and scariest ride in the whole park.” I turned around to get one more look at that giant ride and I went and headed for the next thrill seeker.