“Please Mom, can I at least go with Josh? ”
“Oh all right then , but stick with Josh.”
“Yes!” I cried and sprinted towards the queue.
When it was our turn, Josh, his friends and I got into a carriage and a minute later we were off. Josh’s friends were teasing me saying I was too young and afraid but I was going to prove them wrong. A few minutes in we were moving very fast when out of nowhere we jerked violently to the right nearly sending us toppling out onto the track. Strangely the teenagers faces were as pale as ghosts. Let’s just say the drive home was silent, deathly silent.