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“It’ll be fun”

“Hold my hand”

A scream.

It hasn’t started yet

We turn

Facing up.

Facing the ceiling.

My heart is pounding.

He laughs

He who forced me to go on this ride

It moves. The butterflies erupt. My eyes close.

We’re going up.

Laughing. Brothers are cruel.

It drops.

I scream

Twists, Turns, My stomach goes with them.

My eyes unclose

The ride has stalled. 2 seconds, dragged to feel as if they are an hour

We are facing the ground.

It feels as if we’re falling, velocity whispers in my ear.

The ride continues.

It is true to its name

The X lives on.

My brothers were right.

Do what you fear.

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