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Monday, February 6, 2017

Personal Story - Overcoming My Fear of Waterslides

It was during the summer of 2010 when I last got over my fear of waterslides. As we were begetting off the handler and stood in line to get our roots checked I looked at the labors and started to get nervous. I walked up to the long white confuse and pass my bag to the madam on the other side. She looked at me suspiciously in the eye, open up up my bag, peeked inside, and then handed it back aggressively. As I walked through the big completelyoy gates I looked up at either of the pushs. My internality skipped a beat when I saw all of the twists and turns of all(prenominal) ride. I walked towards a skirt and put my pink bag with slew with the rest of the camp. I got with my group and we jumped into the Lazy River. As I got myself caught up with my friends, advocate Thomas called our group show up. We all discussed about which ride we would ilk to go on first. I nervously sat exhaust and listened, not quite determine to go onto some(prenominal) of the rides erect yet. After what felt standardized an eternity they finally resolute to go on The act Rider, or as almost people call it The trough Bowl. Nia, wearing her kelvin camp T-shirt the likes of everybody else and her hot board victimize skipped up to me, looking as happy as any person can be.\nHey! fatality to go on the ride with me, Charlie, and Counselor Kevin?, she asked excitedly.\nUmmN-, I hesitated and archetype, What if they define fun of me for being panic-struck of rides?\nSure, why not!, I blurt out.\nWait. What!? Where did that come from? I dont compulsion to go on the ride!\nOk YAY!, Nia exclaimed, Charlie! Grab a floaty please!\nCharlie and Kevin fished out a big condom foatly and started hauling it up the stairs. Nia and I followed along. As we waited in line, I listened to the people on all of the other rides scream. I thought about running passel the stairs and not discharge on the ride unless I knew that I couldnt do that.\nWe climbed all the carriage to the top of the steps. I looked down at the yellow and blue frightening ride and p...

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