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The Place for Thrill (A Place for a Challenge, Challenge)

I enter the park. I first hear the CLANG CLANG CLANG …AHHH!!! coming from the front coaster as I walk in. I hear the whoosh of a fast dragester like roller coaster shoots up. There is falls and screams from coasters everywhere.

I see the tall coasters, as tall a skyscrapers. In colors of red for the dragest and green and blue like a raptor. I see the smile on people’s faces as they come out of a coaster and look at there silly pictures.

I smell the elephant ears and hot dogs.

I get on the newest coaster. I feel the my stomach turn and we load on and strap in. I close my eyes and slow my breathing. I hear “Clear!” and just like that we are shot up and down an inverted slope. I feel the weightlessness on me when we go down and the g-forces push on my as we go up in to a smaller hill. The tracks do twists and turns and suddenly we slow. Is it over? nope! we are shot out like a rocket in to some more twists. I love the feeling, then it is over.
there is no other place like it in the world, Cider Point.

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