Blood curdling screams filled the air and echoed in my head. The crunch of metal off in the distance made me want to vomit.
Click. Click. Click.
Wind rushed all around me and I knew I should’ve enjoyed the calm before the storm. The smell of hot grease melting in the sun scorched my nostrils. Brakes screeched but we didn’t stop. I opened my eyes just in time to see the trees turn upside down. My head was pounding as if any second my ears would explode, shooting blood in short bursts in time with the intense thudding of my heart.
Was it my head ringing or was it the incessant screaming?
Sarah McLachlan calmly reverberated in the back of my mind, “This is gonna hurt like hell . . .” Sudden impact drove the point home. I violently jolted forward only to immediately snap back. The screeching brakes slowly died down.
For a brief moment all was silent.
My hands somehow unglued themselves from the sweaty safety bar. Muffled retching sounds caught my attention. A glistening fat man filled his baseball cap. Suddenly I remembered why I had sworn off riding the roller coaster.
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This is fiction. I wrote it for fun. Any thoughts?