~Waede Napoli, Class of 2029

This story begins on a bus to Volcano Bay.  It was crazy-fun and a tiny bit scary.  Fine I’ll be truthful.  It was not a tiny bit scary – it was pretty scary! ok let’s talk about what happened…. 

We got there on a very hot sweaty day. When we got off the bus we started  heading in. We finally got our passes for the rides. We put all of our pool stuff on a beach chair with an umbrella. 

I’m like it’s time to get wet!

And my dad was like oh yeah! 

Unlike my mom who  said you need sunscreen before going on the water slide. 

So we start looking for awesome fun crazy water slides.  we found the “Death Drop”.

I was like hey is it really worth climbing up ALLLLLLLLLLLL(sorry I lost my breath)LLLLLLL those stairs on this hot day 

my dad said I think so it looks really fun 

OK I guess i’ll do it 

5 minutes later, we reached the top.  We  were all saying yessss! 

While in the line we watched other people looking absolutely terrified like they’re about to die. 

I’m was wondering which water slide to do:  green, blue, red?  They all looked the same

When we finally get to the front of the line, I was  freaking out. 

Should I really do this? 

Is this worth it? 

What if I die? 

When I got to the front of the line, the instructor guy showed me how to lay down. It was  pretty easy for me.  

Then he said in the lowest voice keep this position until the end. 

And was like OK… 

So I’m in there, about to launch myself down, then………… 

BOOM!!!!!!!!! 

IM GOING DOWN AT A PRETTY HIGH SPEED!!!!

I was thinking to myself this is actually not that bad i get too see the whole view of the waterfall i’m having fun and yeah its just awesome.

When I finally reached the bottom, I first said to my dad 1. That it was awesome!!!!  2.  That was so worth climbing up all those stairs!!!   3.  Can  we go again?

So, heading to the end of my personal narrative, and thinking back I realize… It just looked absolutely  terrifying, but not on the inside.  Inside, it’s a whole other story . Inside the world is fun, not terrifying. 

This trip taught me 3 things: don’t judge something by how it looks. And have courage. And take a lot of risks in life. And that was my trip to Volcano Bay.