All was quiet, I was fast asleep, everything was perfect and then suddenly something came crashing down on me. A scream escaped my lungs as I shot up from the warm fluffy bed. Fear raced through my brain as I pondered what in the world had happened. Prying open my eyes I realized my 4 year old brother was the cause of this massive panic attack. So much for Disney being the happiest place on earth cause this 8 year old was anything but happy. As I started to yell at him I realized that today was the day I got to go to Animal Kingdom.
“Hurry up guys we gotta go!” I urged my parents as I jumped out of bed. Quickly I threw on my clothes, ran a brush through my tangled hair, and slipped on my shoes. 10 minutes later we were out the door and on our way. When we walked out the hotel we were overcome by a teeth chattering cold. It was only three days after Christmas, but we were in Florida! I ran up to the bus and frantically climbed on barely containing my excitement. The suspense overcame me on the ride over. What would I ride first? When would we be there? Who would I see? Finally the bus pulled in. As I followed my family off the bus lots of buildings and rides came into view, but one view was embedded into my thoughts. There in the corner of my eye a monstrous mountain loomed overhead. I calmly tugged on my dad's jacket and suggested we not go that way.
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“Not any ride I wanna get on,” I replied swiftly. Despite my best efforts my family walked through the gates and straight towards those monstrous mountains. Weaving through the crowds my worry began to overcome me. “I'll just wait over here on the bench,” I said once we avoided at the entrance for the ride.
“Come on Breckyn don’t be a baby,” taunted my