Me and Matthew wanted to ride a roller coaster that I have never rode before. I insinuated something bad was going to happen.

Impending to admission the more my apprehensive disposition became, with my heart pounding, I started to sweat. Then when I got on, there was no turning back, I had to face my fear.

As I went up the tracks there was a view of the glistening lake and the long tracks ahead. Then as I the ride whipped and dipped, Matthew was impavid and I was pavid, as it seemed a million vermillion tracks go by each second.

As the tracks came to and the ride slowed and came to a conclusion. The seats unlocked and I jumped right off to get to the exit.

Then as I was leaving, I wondered why I was scared, and then I realized new things are always scary at first.