Personal Narrative: A Roller Coaster Ride

One afternoon, I was in Guatemala. All of my family and I were at the theme park. My whole family and I, were so glad to be there, my cousins were happy. But, something terrible happened to me, for going on a roller coaster I should not have gone on to. As soon as we went inside the park, all of us could not choose which ride to go on. After all, we were going to get on mostly, all the rides. At last, we thought about the ride we all wanted to ride. However, we were very far away, so, we started walking forward. Meanwhile, we were walking, I could smell all the candy and sweets they had, my cousin and I wanted to eat the candy. We knew my mom would say “No, you are not getting candy, or else you might throw up while you are on a ride.” We …show more content…
Still, I can smell the treats, sweets, and goodies they have. At that time, I am getting ready to scream. I hold on tight and “whoosh” the roller coaster starts going down, the roller coaster turns, spins, goes all different directions. My sister is excited, I am scared, I felt like I was about to throw up. But suddenly, “Boom!” I hit the metal part of the seat where you are supposed to put your belt on, I feel scared, something inside tells me that something had happened. Then, finally the ride stops, while being happy, I feel nervous, because I know something happened to my tooth, since I felt something inside me. I get off the ride, asking my sister “Eva, did something happen to my tooth? Please tell me the truth, I trust you.” “You chipped your tooth, I know it sounds bad, but your tooth does not look that bad, you can barely even notice it” she said. I walk forward, ask my mom “Mom, did something happen to my tooth? I just feel something weird inside.” “Your tooth is chipped, your tooth is not that bad than what you might think, looks like nothing ever happened to your tooth.” In conclusion that is why I do not get on roller