The story of me and the roller coaster

The story of me and the roller coaster

My head is stillspinning，when it comes to my first experience of riding on a rollercoaster.I’m not interested in thosegames at all. That experience is my first experience and maybe the last one in my life. It is such an unforgettable experiencthat the feeling is so strong though it happened two years ago.

One day in the summer vacation of my school, I was brought to the seat and tied strong after all. I checked my safety belt over againbut still couldn’t let my beating heart slow down. I lost sense of safety for my feet couldn’t reachthe ground. At that moment, one piece of horriblenews came to my mind:some visitors were threw to the sky and badly hurt because the rollercoaster suddenly broke up. I was more scared. Few minutes later, the rollercoaster started to move very slowly. I closed my eyes and held on to the rollercoaster with all mystrength. At the beginning, it went several circles. However, I just couldn’t control myself to scream out; at that time my mouthopened and my scream filled in my ears. When I stopped to have a rest, I found myselfpumped. Suddenly the rollercoaster slow down its speed and rose,I knew that moment was coming. I closed my mouth and I nearly could hear my heart beating so fast. I couldn’t think at all. When the rollercoaster started to fall down from the highest point at high speed, I just let my voice out as much as I could to expressmy fear. Finally, it was over.My legs were too powerless to stand up and left the rollercoaster as if they didn’t have bones. My fingers were so hurt because I held the rollercoasterwith all my strength. My feelings disappeared except dizzy.My classmate helped me to the nearby chair. After ten minutes, my head finally stopped spinning.

That is really an awfulexperience in my life.