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I've always loved adrenaline. As a kid I would watch dirt track racing with my Uncle, listen to loud music, and play video games with my brothers. As I got older I've started liking other adrenaline things too, like going fast in a car. So on our 8th grade trip when we went to Six Flags it was like a dream come true.
Our whole class went, there was only about 20 of us. I made my best friend, DYlan, stick by my side the whole time, although he's afraid of big roller coasters. We were walking around riding rides when I saw the one I wanted to go on. I don't remember what it was called but it was the biggest one there. I had to drag Dylan to get him to go up there with me. His hands were sweaty and he looked like he was freaking out, yet he still went on with me.
When we first sat down and buckled in I can admit I was a bit nervous, but then the ride started. I felt the smile go over my lips and my heart start to race. My best friend grabbed my hand and we were off. It twisted around and around and I started laughing. Dylan started screaming and freaking out, then the ride took us upside down. By now my heart was racing and I was having a pure adrenaline rush. Up, down, and around we went and I loved the rush, there's nothing that feels better than an adrenaline rush.
Finally when the ride stopped my heart started slowing down and Dylan released my hand. He gave me a look that told me to go F myself and I just laughed. We went by the booth to see the picture and I had the biggest smile on my face while he was looking scared and because of the wind rush his hair was standing straight up like an afro (he had one before just not as long.) We spent the rest of the day riding water rides and finding food to eat
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Might want to change the name and the numbers :)