The Roller Coaster

I had always been afraid of roller coasters, I never liked them. In fact, I completely and utterly loathed them. I didn't know why I loathed them so much. I didn't know whether it was because because of how fast they went, or because I was afraid of falling. Maybe because I was afraid that someone was going to puke all over me. Yuck, I think to myself.
I wait in line, patiencely, figgeting with a crumpled up piece of paper. Another step forward, another step closer to the thing I have feared all my life, a roller coaster. I quietly whimper, for I wasn't only scared, I was morrifed.
People told me it was going to be OK, and that I need to get over this phobia. I agree and step into the black and red car.
"Buckle up and hold on tight", the attedant says. I obey, and do as he said. I close my eyes. The ride begins.
Higher and higher we went. I look over to see that we were over water. Oh great, I think..
Suddenly, without any notice, we take a sudden drop. I close my eyes and try to keep them close, but my attempt fails.
After about 2 seconds, I notice something odd. That the trees, surrounding the amusement park, were upside down. Then I realize, I'm upside down, twice.
Then the ride closes to a halt. I buckle and get out, quick. I go outside. My friends that stayed behind rush up to me asking, "Are you ok?" I look up to them and smile.
"One more time?"

Alone

        For the first time ever in my life, I felt completely and foolishly alone. My heart was being destoryed because I was abandoned. I wasn't physical alone. Herds of people walked right on by. But in my head, I was in a dark room, all by myself. Everyone I have ever talk to about being alone would say the worst and far most hideous phrase. "I know how you feel." Yeah, right.
      My hands begin to feel like stone, rock hard stone. I can't move. I attempt to change position, but my attempt fails.
       I want to scream and make sure my pain was noticed. I didn't want to make a fool out of myself. But I know I brought this upon myself. I let the best thing that ever happened to me walk away, never to return. Foolish girl, I thought over and over to myself. Foolish girl, Foolish girl, Foolish girl.