Personal Narrative-The Big Drop

The Drop

I looked ahead of me to see the beautiful coast of Maui, Hawaii. I saw plenty of waterslides, beach towels and beach chairs.The waterslides had long lines with people waiting impatiently while the beach chairs were set empty lined up like plastic soldiers. I smelled the scent of sunscreen being applied and I heard the noise of the waves crashing on the sand. " You ready kid?" The lifeguard said. I heard him, but all I could really think about was this waterslide. I also heard my brother and my Dad trying to calm me down, but all I saw was their mouths moving with no noise, like I was in a soundproof room. " Um.... I guess," I said nervously. I was about to go on one of the biggest waterslides to date. This was no little kiddy waterslide. This was for people who had no fear. They had to be prepared for The Big Drop. My hands were trembling. I was so nervous that I thought I was going to take a leak in my swim shorts. This could be the last time I could ever see my family. "Wish me luck," I muttered under my breath. I felt the force of my dad's hand push me forward. …show more content…
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