I slowly slouched in my chair. In the gloomy rainy Kings Dominion, I was in a pizza shop with my family. It was August 10th, 2010, my birthday. I was with my two brothers, my three step-sisters, my Dad, and my step-mom Lucy. People rushed in to get shelter from this rainy weather. I picked up this greasy dough they call pizza and drop it down. I wipe my hands. I slowly get hotter and hotter in this rainy, humid weather.Getting bored and even more bored my two brothers Ryan and Ian asked me in a monotone,

 

“Wanna go on Flight of Fear?”

 

I was thinking. Flight of Fear was an indoor faster and bigger Space Mountain. A million people have said it is one of the scariest roller coaster. A couple of minutes later I was walking towards the outside exterior of the behemoth. We were walking in a jungle themed area then we saw this octagon crawling with a bunch of people  Once we got to the ride I was slowly second guessing myself. There was a line. No surprise though, it was the only roller coaster that worked in one of the gloomiest days in August. So we were slowly drudging through the line and we were talking to a Kings Dominion lady who worked there.

 

“Y’all should be going on the roller coaster in about forty five minutes.”

 

Forty five minutes. That was going to be a long time watching Ryan playing Sudoku. I was slowly thinking of all the big roller coasters I have been on. About a couple. The biggest one I had ridden was this ride called the Backlot Stunt Coaster. It was small in width but tall. It went underground during one part. Then a large hill. Then it was over. I was worried. That ride may be puny compared to this.This may be larger than I thought it was or I could overestimate this hunk of metal they called a blast coaster. So we were walking through this line that was Area 51 inspired and we were in a flying saucer. I was curious about this ride. So I asked my two brothers,

 

“So whats this ride about?”

 

“Its an alien inspired ride.” Ian replied.

 

“So why is this a blast coaster?”

 

“ It’s a blast coaster because it starts off with a huge blast hence the name and the blast forces the coaster to go through.”

“Oh.” I reply. Then Ryan starts talking about physics and I get bored. We move up quickly and then, we were there. The chamber of the ride. I now get that nervous shake. My knees weak. My Arms are heavy. I see the people who go on the ride then the lady says

“Have Fun.” then the lady gives a devilish grin and then presses the big button that starts the ride and then there are screams. Now it is me, Ian, and Ryan’s turn in the hot seat. We step in. We slowly get in and I slouch into the wet chair. The rain drops trickled down my shirt. Sweat started to drip I realized I might of not wanted to do this. We get strapped in and pull down the bar that I shall be gripping for the next couple minutes.Then like she said before with the same grin

 

“Have Fun.” The silence in the air lasted for about a second. My head jerked forward and the ride started. It was in the dark with flashing red, blue and green lights. Probably giving the idea that we were being probed. Then we went down a hill. Not a teensy little hill. One that scared the bejesus out of me. My stomach was ready to pop. My body felt like a balloon fly through the air when you let go of it. The ride went on. Big hills that made me want to hurl. Drops that made my stomach fall to my untied Converse shoes. Then a corkscrew happened.

My body got a feeling that made me want to explode. My body quickly went through a spiral and stopped. I jerked forward then, no sounds came from my brothers or anyone. I scream a laugh of relief. It was fun. I enjoyed most of it. We slowly walked off the ride and we walked out. It was bright and sunny kinda like it was a metaphor referencing my fear to dark and gloomy and my overcoming a bright sunny day. I slowly start hopping around saying

 

“Again! Again!” sounding like a four year old. My brothers shot down the idea and replied

“ I guess you aren’t as wimpy as you look. Wanna go on another blast coaster called Volcano?”

 

I stopped listening and was happy that my brothers actually thought I was not a small little kid. Even though I did not realize it at the time, I soon learned that the question that was given to me that was only one hour ago, it gave myself confidence. I replied with a ease,

 

“Why not?”

 

We were off for another adventure for a birthday that was going to be a roller coaster.