English assignment

For my English comp class we were asked to write a page describing how scary a roller coaster is. I dont think I hit the mark, but here it is anyway.

As we waited in the line the anxiety stared to build up on me. I can’t believe I am doing this I kept saying to myself. I don’t even like roller coasters. We inched closer and closer into the building, each second we waited I became more and more tense. What happens if my seat belt breaks and I fall out at the top of the gigantic hill? What happens if the entire ride stops on one of those loops and I’m stuck hanging upside down? All of a sudden I realized it was almost our turn to get into the little cars. Panic was starting to set in now. I grabbed my friend and said, “You wont let me fall out will you?” He just laughed. We climbed into the car together. We strapped ourselves in and pulled down the bar. I was shacking as the car slowly started to drive itself out of the barn. Slowly we started to climb up the first hill. It felt like eons. Trembling I grabbed my friends’ hand, he said, “open your eyes! It’s beautiful up here. You can see everything!” I did as I was asked. I figured this cant get any scarier; we are only still going up the first hill. This is one really long clicky hill. I opened my eyes to peer out and try and see what he saw. All I saw was an almost vertical drop! My mouth opened to scream but no voice came. I was horrified! How on earth do people enjoy this? I think I just had a heart attack. We were plummeting to our deaths in a teensy, tiny, little, rickety car! Before we could crash we turned left then right. My eyes were stuck open still in the horrified scream from the fall. We were on another hill, this time faster and not as big. As we reached the top instead of falling we leveled out. Oh thank goodness I thought. It’s almost over. “Why aren’t we slowing down?” I asked. “Don’t be silly!” he laughed, “that was only the beginning.” All of a sudden, drop, my stomach leapt out of my mouth. WE were speeding along. Next up was a series of tiny spirals. I was hanging on for dear life. Then came more hills and plummets. Finally, we went through gigantic loops before a last drop. As we pulled into the barn, I was shacking. My friend looked at me and said, “Are you okay? Do you thing you can walk?” “Yes, of course I can just get me the hell away from this death trap!”