An Adrenaline Rush

I hate roller coasters and fast rides. I get scared of heights and I freaked out the one time I was ever on one. But during the summer, I went to the State Fair with my cousins and I was forced to get over my fear. My cousin, Koby had wanted to go on this ride that was sort of like a ferris wheel but it went way faster and the passengers were boxed in because the carts span around during the ride. Richard and Karina couldn't go with him because they had to take care of Caleb, their two-year-old. Amber and I were both too chicken to go and Koby kept trying to convince one of us to go. After ten minutes, I felt guilty enough to agree. I can still feel the dread as I looked up at that death trap.

At first we were stuck at the top because other people were getting in too and while we were up there we were upside down. Neither Koby or I were strong enough to turn the wheel so we could get right side up. I was trying desperately not to look at my surroundings. It didn't work. I would peek out down below, have a panic attack, close my eyes and wonder why exactly I was doing this. Then we started to move and it was horrible and exhilarating at the same time.

We kept going faster and faster and spinning and spinning. Some sick side of me kept making me open my eyes over and over, which never helps. The whole time Koby and I screamed and at one point I started to enjoy fearing for my life because I started laughing a little. When it was finally over I was disappointed and overjoyed at the same time and was left with an adrenaline rush, ready to ride some more rides. But that still didn't stop me from screaming "I hate you" at Amber, after she convinced me to ride the Zipper with her, during the ride.