As the clock ticked by I knew I was going to have to do this eventually. My friends and I love the theme parks. We both run beyond our parents to our favorite parts. There was always the dropper we were both too short to go on. This year we were finally tall enough. I was very hesitant about going. She pulled me to the side and said you have gone sixty miles per miles before on the highway and stuck your hand and head out the window. You survived. You have been to the empire state building and looked down one thousand two hundred and fifty feet before. The ride is 15 percent of the height. I will survive I told myself. Waitin in line made as anxious as a senior in high school opening a college acceptance letter. Nerve wracking. As I got on