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Poems

Thunderstorms
In Flight
Questions
Forced Smiles
Shackles
Recluse
Where
Burn
Winter
Happy Oblivion
Ducking Destiny
Chance of Showers
Chance Encounters
Myopia
The Thinking Dog
Misbehavior
The Race
Flight of the Ostrich
Monster Under My Bed
The Rose Garden
Haiku
Window Shopping
Dramatic Romances
Musings on Nature
A Day at School
The Holy Light
A Rainy Night

Stories

The Roller Coaster
The Purse
Sammy's Lesson
The Legend of the Hungry Dragon
Spirits in the Night

Essays

Essays
My Philosophy of Life
Five Scholarship Questions
Booker T. Washington and W.E.B. DuBois
Prophets for God
My Service Project (1999-2000)
My Service Project (1997-1998)
The Beauty of the Forest
Reaching Beyond

Satires
The Pastry Menace
A College Just for You!
The Rights of Plants

Literary Analyses
Saving Harry:  Clearing the Controversy Over Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone
Essays on Wuthering Heights
The Creature in Frankenstein and the Self-Fulfilling Prophecy
Edna's Decision in The Awakening
Character Comparison in Kate Chopin's The Awakening
Why The Chosen?

Research Papers
Race, Norms, and the Sidewalk
Analytical Exercise
The Validity of Comparing Governments
The British System: Legal-Rational Or Traditional?
The Importance of Framing
Madison on Factions
Spirituality and the Brain
Sea Water and Conductivity

Speeches
Clinic Violence: A "Moral" Way to Bring About Change?
Graduation Speech
The Call to Relationship
Mark Twain Speaks Again (original version)
Mark Twain Speaks Again (shortened version)

Editorials
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn
The Year 2000
Hunting for Sport?

Articles
Mercury Spill Exercise
Chocolate Feature Exercise
Character Sketch
Reaction Story
Aspiring Actress Profile
"Shark Attack" Exercise
Villa Maria Academy Hosts Diversity Panel

Nonfiction
Coastal Vacation

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The Roller Coaster

As I entered the park that sunny afternoon, I was immediately confronted with the towering hills and startling drops of the new roller coaster. Never before had I encountered a machine that promised such exquisite terror and heart-stopping excitement simultaneously. My eyes fixed on the crest of the first hill, I did not feel my feet drawing my body ever closer to the hearkening line of apprehensive yet energized people. Then, suddenly, I was one of them, one of the many contemplating the death-defying acrobatics that awaited us at the end of the endless line.

Finally, I was on the coaster, secured tightly in the car by an enormous harness engulfing my shoulders. My head and torso flew forward into the foam padding as the train abruptly jerked forward. I heard each clank of scraping metal as the powerful chain pulled the heavily-laden cars slowly, so slowly up the first daunting ascent. As the train mounted, so did my excitement. A smile spread across my face at the same slow pace of our climb.

Clack...clack...clack...then silence. For one timeless moment, we hung between flying and falling. At the peak of the lofty hill, I looked down at the tiny toyland of dolls and dollhouses below. People scurried like ants from attraction to attraction, seeking new thrills and new giggles. I felt butterflies tickle my stomach as I stared down from the dizzying height, and I laughed as the coaster finally went over the top.

Faster, faster, gravity pulled the cars down the hill, the wheels screaming on the tracks. The steep descent gave me the impression of freefall, and my newly-light body struggled against the harness. Joy fled my heart to make room for invading fear--overpowering, overwhelming fear. I grasped the harness tightly, forcing the blood from my knuckles. I screamed, but my voice was drowned in the rushing wind. I felt powerless against the falling.

Relief flooded my body when we reached the bottom of the hill, and I felt a rush of adrenaline. The train then whipped around several corners, taking me through a maze of supports that seemed to reach for my exposed head. I ducked to avoid a collision, but the sense of danger was more exhilarating than frightening now. The cars danced through a series of corkscrews, scrambling our limbs and our stomachs. I felt lightheaded and discomposed, but I could not resist the delightful queasiness of the twists and turns.

The train shot out of a blind corner into a quick drop. Gravity violently pushed me into my seat and suddenly, I was upside down. I looked up and saw the ground instead of the sky, and I looked down and saw my feet touching the heavens instead of the earth. In one disorienting moment, my whole perspective on the world changed. I felt pulled into the clouds by an unseen hand, and gravity, which once imprisoned me, now neglected to pull me back. I closed my eyes and let go of the harness to enjoy the sensation of soaring through the loop.

Brakes halted the speeding train with a sickening screech. The cars stopped, but my body wanted to continue careening forward. My shoulders hit the harness with a thump; my organs hit my abdominal muscles a split second later. The train then glided gently into the loading platform. My limbs trembled violently and, as I tried to steady them with my hands, I realized my palms were sweaty. To steady my wobbly gait, I clutched the railing of the ramp leading back to the earth. As soon as I reached the ground, I collapsed into a quivering heap. I struggled to keep down the cheese fries and chocolate malt that I ingested only an hour ago. I managed to stand after a few minutes of feeling sick, and I walked away, weaker but wiser.


Copyright © 2002 Colleen Fischer | Last updated October 7, 2002