𝙄𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙨, 𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙀𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙮𝙨

With You I'm Not [SHORT STORY]

My best friend Rosie and I were running through the parking lot to get to the front of Twisty Tops, her favorite amusement park. I wasn't really a fan of roller coasters but I had never told Rosie that. She had been insisting for almost a full year that I needed to come with her to Twisty Tops.

As we stood in line and waited for the time to come for us to enter the park, Rosie told me stories about her absolute favorite ride. It was one of the ones where your feet hang out of the bottom of it. Apparently, you get onto the ride underground, and then it starts to move upwards at a really steep slope.

"And when you're going up, you feel like you lying or a hard bed that can fly! Then, at the top, it completely stops for a second and you can see everywhere in the park from up there! And then, when you hear a weird noise like a motor switching off, that means you're about to start the drop. You slowly fall forwards and then WOOSH! You go really fast, and there's like 15 loopty-loops and it goes upside down for a little bit, and it makes you want to go again and again and again and again!"

Rosie animated her description of 'The Break-Neck Spiral' with wild swinging motions of her arms and twirling around in circles as she rocked her arms about herself.

When we finally got through the endless line, Rosie immediately dragged us to the back of Break-Neck's line. Despite the number of people in the park, not that many people were lining up for this particular ride. After another few minutes of waiting, we were at the front of the line for the next set of passengers.

"Are you ready for this? Not scared or anything right?" Rosie questioned me excitedly as the Break-Neck's attendant lifted up the line closer.

Remember, your doing this for Rosie, I reminded myself as I swallowed my fear and walked with the blonde girl in question to the side of the bottomless carriages that would suspend both me and her high in the air.

"Scared? No, I'm completely terrified," I confessed as we hopped into the seats at the very front, "But with you, I'm not."

We pulled the metal harnesses down and clipped them into our seats and as the attendant came around to check that we were safe, I felt a little less scared and a lot more excited. This will be fun.

The tracks above us began to move and soon we were going almost straight up. Rosie was right, it does kinda feel like a flying bed, I thought as I gripped onto the small bars on the harness for dear life. I looked to my right to see Rosie with her arms dangling out of the sides of the seat she was strapped into.

"Rosie!" I yelled over the sound of the wind around us. "Keep your hands tucked in! You need to be more careful!"

"It's fine, I've done it a million times!" She yelled back with an audible smile on her face.

Soon we reached the top and we were leveled out a little so I relaxed my grip on the metal bars. I looked across the park for a few seconds. Wow. Rosie was right. You can see everywhere. I felt surprisingly calm for having a fear of roller coasters. I breathed in and seconds later I heard the sound that Rosie had been trying to describe. Rosie put her hands back out and I let go of my breath as we began to fall.

But we were falling backward.

27/02/2021