The Long Ride

The little girls stood in line anxiously awaiting the amusement park ride called “The Twister.” As they waited they could hear the screams and yells of those who were already on the ride, and their reactions made the anticipation all the more exciting. Finally, it was their turn. Those who were previously on the ride left their spots, vacated their seats, and walked toward the exit. The little girls along found one of the empty seats and quickly buckled their seat-belts. Soon the ride would start. Soon the ride would begin, and soon there would be no turning back until the man at the controls stopped the long ride.

The ride began, and the carts began to whirl. Round and round and faster and faster the spinning couriers for humans spun. The world surrounding the little girls began to be a blur, and what was anticipated as being fun and exciting was now affecting internal organs. Soon the girl began to be dizzy and nausea set in, but the spinning and twirling of the ride was continuing to race forward in speed. Whirl, twist, yank, spin the metal cart that seemed such an excitement was now like a cage with no escape in sight. The once heartfelt desire to get on the ride was replaced with a passion for the ride to end.

Screaming, yelling, begging and pleading the little girls realized that the rantings and cheers of those who rode before them were actually people desiring for the ride to be over. “Let us off! Let us off! Stop the ride! Stop the ride!” the little girls yelled, but it was all to no avail. The ride continued, and the only one in control of the ride was the man at the controls.

Finally, when exasperation was at its maximum, the ride began to slow, the carts began to stop, and the ride was over. The little girls unbuckled their seat-belts, walked in a dizzy pattern toward the exit, and abandoned the ride. Their hearts were beating frantically, and their stomach were turning. Their heads were hurting, and their muscles were burning, but they survived. They were alive, and they promised one another to NEVER ride anything like that again.

Just then, they heard a carnival attendant say over a microphone, “Step right up! Hurry folks for one of the greatest rides ever to reach the theme park! The Scrambler! Yes, that's right. The Scrambler! Have more fun than you have ever had in your life when you step on The Scrambler!” The little girls looked at each other with a forlorn face and said, “You know, some rides are a lot easier to get on than they are to get off,” and they decided to go look at the animal exhibits.

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