DROP ZONE
by A.J.
I sit down and strap in,
All I can think is that I cant wait for this to end.
The carnie tells me, “Keep your hands and feet inside at all times.”
I see all the kids waiting in lines.
Not one looks the least bit terrified.
But me? I’m thinking…I’m out of my freakin’ mind.
I look to my right and see Jeremiah lookin’ hard as can be,
but for some reason, he cant stop shakin’ his knees.
ERRRRR! The right starts up.
Suddently, I feel as though I might throw up.
We started ascending and my feet lifted off the ground.
We start to pass the Ferris Wheel goin’ round and round.
As we reach the end of our journey all the way up,
I’m feelin’ breathless from the waist up.
It felt like something inside me was gonna erupt.
For a moment…there was no gravity.
I could see the whole city.
Everything stopped.
I could feel my heard beat.
Then, it began…
We go down at a speed you couldn’t imagine
I scream the whole way down.
Everyone could hear me, even in the town.
Once I got to the bottom, I thanked God that he let me live <3
I will never ride the “Drop Zone” again.
Now I have more life to give.
WHO WE ARE
Exclusive Ink is Shortridge High School's dynamic creative writing group. This is the place for our work to glow.WHAT WE DO
We write poems, short stories, essays, and whatever us inspires us. We share our work aloud and support each other.WHY WE WRITE
Because it's freedom. Because it's fun.