We put our bags with our gear in them by the place they told us to. I saw my whole team in there waiting for the rest of my team. I saw my best friend Christian at the time he played for the bison. My tickets were in what I call nosebleeds also called {High Seats} I could barely see the puck. 13:00 min into the game the rage score!!!!
But she got me in line and right when we got to the front of the line someone threw up it smelled so bad. This year the same thing happened but not to us we were in the back of the line and someone threw up and they had to get water to rinse it out and they had to run it again and again to dry it out and it flung water and when it did that everyone moved out the way. When autumns friends was in line we would all ways cute them once one of them jumped over the barricade in the zipper line and he got in trouble and couldn’t ride but his brother talked to the worker and they could ride again. When I was in line for the zipper on Friday we autumn and Nat I went to show the worker my wristband and it wasn’t their but they remembered my face and let me ride
I was actually scared to death being forced by my older sister to ride the blue streak, why did I go you may ask, because I thought I could go to Snoopy land. Well I thought wrong. Here I was in the backseat of my moms car dreading every second, just waiting to get out and hear the screaming of millions of people. It was some type of break,probably spring, in 2012. My sister wanted to go to Cedar Point with my mom, dad, brother, and
One warm Friday afternoon two summers ago, I was invited to go on a trip to Carowinds. I always wanted to go, so this was the perfect opportunity for me. To experience something, I have wanted since I was a little girl. I remember sitting on the sofa at my boyfriend’s house in their den watching tv and his mother came in talking to us about how she wants to plan a little trip to Carowinds. To get away for the weekend and have a good time and relax.
He gorges himself on gut berries, and becomes violently sick, and he panics when he finds a porcupine in his shelter and is slapped painfully on the leg by the animal 's tail full of quills .When he sat alone in the darkness and cried and was done, was all done with it, nothing had changed he was still alone and the self-pity had accomplished nothing . he was sprayed with the skunk he was Blind for two full hours, eyes hurt for weeks, smell lingered at least a month and a half later .When the moose was eating he had to crawl away slowly from her, stopping and waiting when the hair on her back raised up .when braine dropped His hatchet in the water and had to dive for it .
Just when we got up close to the front my heart started beating a mile a minute. I was scared, I wanted to go back and not do this. Though I knew waiting 2 ½ hours couldn’t be for nothing so I rode the coaster. It was extremely fun and fast. I loved
We started that jam-packed day with the Batman rollercoaster. The coaster was amazing with its numerous loops, twists, drops, and confrontational speeds. Coasters have never bothered me with heights. After enduring quite a few of rides, it was almost the end of our day. We made our way into the last section of the park and there it was: the most horrific ride of them all.
The Bobcat jumped on top of the side wall and leaped into the yard. While walking along, and under Cole’s office window, something caught his attention. I’m guessing it was a Round Tailed ground squirrel. After peering into a hole, he sat next to the boulder and looked around. Then something else caught his attention, he sank low to the ground again as he did in the first photo -- instead of crawling a few steps, this time he ran in this crouched position.
I had sworn to ride every ride in the front seat. Dragster was no exception. I was almost trembling in fear. The constant sound of screaming was making me very anxious. We were now in the station waiting in line for the front
In the blinding haze of the following story I am less about to comprehend how so many mature women have perpetuated the cougar paradigm. After playing cougar for five minutes, I can honestly say I did not feel like a predator, but like prey in a cougar canned hunt. It was after midnight and the band was midway through their final set. At some point the night and turned into the next day which happened to be Valentine's Day. I am not sure exactly how this part of the outing turned into a drama set to play out the next week, all I know is that I sat down on a bar bench next to a indescript stranger, so that I would be sitting across from a friend, who was sitting next to a friend of hers.
A long time ago in the mountains of West Virginia a man was strolling through the desert with his four-legged talking horse and a watch this watch was very special to him because his grandpa had given him that watch to him before he had died. Now he had treasured that watch for many years to come that watch was more special to him then his wife. That was the only thing left of me dear old grandpa. Hold on he asks the talking horse where 's my watch the man asks the talking horse responds I don’t have a clue he says I hope you know that that is the only thing I have left of my grandpa. The talking horse says why don’t we backtrack through the desert to our home.
anyways I just walked up to the stand to see how long the line was it was probably a 4 hour wait so I chose not to wait I speeded down the stairs and as soon as I hit where we were everybody started clapping “Huh what’s going
When I was younger, I owned a stuffed bear, strangely named A. Just A. It brought me so much comfort. When I was scared of thunderstorms, A got me through it. A helped me survive long road trips, and when my dad was yelling at the TV when the Chicago Bears let an easy touchdown happen. He brought me so much comfort that I continued to be comforted by Webkinz when I was 7.
I crawled over to lay on my back seat, which was a challenge at 5'9. It was very hard to get comfortable with the seat belts digging into my back. I thought I would be very cold, but actually it was uncomfortably hot. Whenever there was a noise, I got scared that a robber or feral
One terrifying experience I’ve survived is, a bear attack. This summer I went to Wallowa Lake and had a bad experience with bears. We had left our coolers out that night, and the bears found them. We didn’t realize there were bears until we heard our coolers moving. The bears were eating our friends raisinets.
