English Orginal Writing
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Original Writing 22nd of June 2006, 10:30am. I, along with thousands of others, have been waiting for this moment for years. This was the most important time of my life. Nothing, not even the world cup final, could make me feel what I was feeling now. The excitement, the thrill, the adrenaline. Over my shoulder I heard the unmistakable sound of screams coming from the petrified passengers. I spun around, hoping to catch a glimpse of the monster that I would be boarding shortly, but no. It had shot off at a remarkable speed around the corner and had disappeared into the darkness of its tunnel. Then I heard its roar again. It had found its way round the winding track, and flew past me like a bullet from a gun. I leapt back in shock, and I could feel my heart in my throat. Then there was silence. It had stopped. I could see it parked as twenty-six more people bravely stepped into it and strapped themselves in. One man on the front row could hardly bear it. His forehead was covered in sweat and even from my position I could see him shivering.
They were extremely tall and dark, wearing sunglasses and black suits. I was too scared to say anything. They just carried on walking towards me. To the left of me, I saw Sam backing away as if something was about to happen to me, but I just ignored him and tried to make myself look as casual as possible. I hadn't done anything against the rules so I was desperately hoping I wasn't going to get chucked out of the park. This was it. They stopped. I turned around and stared them in the eye. I could feel everybody looking at me and I could hear whispers, but I kept cool. Then he spoke. "Congratulations!" he exclaimed with a smile on his face. I just went into a state of shock. I did not know what he was talking about. What did he mean by that, what had I done, why did he pick me out of everybody else. Then he spoke again, "Follow me please". I was speechless. I just stepped through the gate leaving Sam behind and I followed the two men without saying a word. They took my away from the queue and towards a shop.
I heard the blood curling screams of the people already on the roller coaster as they whizzed past me and gradually I grew more nervous. This was it. The car had reached the platform and had stopped. We were given orders to step onto the car and we were privileged to the front seats. Sam got in first. He did not speak much but I could tell by the way his eyes wouldn't stop moving and the sweat dripping down his forehead. We gad both sat down, bars over out heads. I was petrified. I could see a long stretch of track in front of me and I tried to act calm. Inside I was burning with fear. Everyone was strapped in and we were ready to go. I was gripping the handlebars so hard I thought I might break them. But I held on, and then it started. The dreaded countdown. This was the worst thing of all. I was so unbelievably terrified and I couldn't help but scream. I held on with all my might as the countdown got closer and closer to one. Then I heard it. The last three numbers before it started. The best experience I will ever have in my entire lifetime and these were the last words I heard. Three... Two... One... Matt Salloway
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