El Toro Short Stories

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As El Torro slowly inched up the steep incline there was only two things on my mind. My phone, and the drop. My mind raced with a billion thoughts about how I was going to keep my phone from slipping out of my back pocket, but my mind was empty. Why in the world would you take your phone on a roller coaster? I thought. I never felt so stupid in my life. The seconds were ticking down quicker than I could handle. Soon, El Torro would reach the top of the hill and make a complete verticle drop. I'm screwed. I thought.

"Why did you have to pick the first row?" My cousin Jahai whined. Judging by his heavy breathing and shaky hands, he was clearly nervous. As we got to the top of the hill, my heart was beating faster and faster. It was too late

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