Going up and up, hysterics taking place. Suspense digs its way into me.
Butterflies swarm in my stomach.
I try not to look down, but i can't resist.
Miles and Miles down, people look like ants. We shoot down the hill, my stomach cramming in my skull. We bump and twist, but then we stop, upside down on a loop.
People scream and some laugh nervously.
Moms assuring there children everything's fine, it's just part of the ride. We start to slowly fall backward, going back the way we came. We come to a stop, and everyone gets off, but for some reason, I don't. I continue the ride, over and over. Endless loops and stops.



I hate this ride.