DIFFERENT KIND OF RIDE
By: Anushka Bhatt
As I entered a massive rainbow balloon that only depended on fire, I could feel my hands
shaking and quivering to the sound of the humongous roar of people chattering. I clutched my
hand onto the railing of the balloon as the cold breeze went through my hair. I took a deep breath
and knew that it was too late to turn back now so I just stood there as still as an iceberg. Soon, a
friendly man with a brown moustache approached my family and I. “Why hello there, are you all
ready for the ride? '' He said in a hyperactive voice. I shook my head trying to fake a smile when
my head was telling me the complete opposite. He soon lit up the fire and removed the rope from
it’s knot. We were going up. I closed my eyes shut and then opened them as we stopped
elevating.
I opened my eyes. I could see the whole fair from here! I still held the
handle with my life but looked around. “What an amazing view!” I said excitedly. “WOOHOO”
I yelped. This was an experience I could never forget but I still remembered the fact that I was
about 500 feet or less above ground and that thought shouldn’t have slipped into my mind. I
slowly closed my eyes again and began to feel air sick . I couldn't do this anymore I thought.
“Excuse me?” I don't think I can do this anymore-” I slowly drifted off into a huge pit of
blackness and by the time I got up we were on the ground. “What happened? I asked frantically.
“You fainted! Or slept? I’m not sure but you're awake now!” said my sister, confused.
Oh I thought to myself. “What happened?” I asked.
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