The Hollywood Tower of Terror!

            I was at Euro Disney. We chose to go on a ride called the Hollywood Tower of Terror. We got to the front pretty quick because there were two of the same rides. We went in some kind of room. They told us something, but I was not listening. Some guy came in and put on our seatbelts. He told us what we are not allowed to do, but I was not listening. My stomach had a knot in it. It was dark. I wanted to leave, but it was too late.  I was shivering. “Do you like this?” I asked my mom. A-a-are you scared?”  We asked each other. “V-v-veryyyy,” I gulped. I felt my mommy’s arm wigging. She was shivering. Three minutes later, we thought the ride was over. “Finally,” said my mom. “A-a-a,” said my brother, Ali, who was dressed like a geek. “Aaaaarrrr!” I screamed.  “Why are we screaming?” asked my mom, “the ride is not moving!” “oh, I know, I’m screaming from that hideous shirt Ali is wearing!” I said. “Stop it!” said my mom. “Yeah,” said Ali. “Fine,” I said.” I’m really scared,” I said to my mom. “Why did you come?” mom asked. “Because I like to do stuff,” I answered. “Are we stuck?” I asked. I started crying and my mom kissed me and hugged me and said it would be fine. Then the ride moved. “Aaaaaaaaaah!” I screamed. Now I am sure it is over!”  Said  my mom. “Yes it is” I said.

The End