After the extensive wait a confident restless group of teenagers finally reached the entrance, the eager teens thoroughly scanned the map for the most prestigious and gruesome ride they could find. One of the teens wearing his skinny jeans, stripy top, spiked hair, and cocky walk took the lead of the group. As the teens neared the ride the facial expression of one of the teenagers dropped as he paled, he looked out of his depth but despite this he got pressured into going on the ride.
The queues appeared long but the organisation was fast and slick, within no time the sultry group found themselves placed in two by two for the ride of their lives. The frightened guys gripped the cold bars with all their might as though their life depended on it with a sour grimace on their faces. The self assured confident guys reacted in the opposite way and gripped onto nothing as they wanted to feel free and placed their arms up in the air.
As the rollercoaster whizzed by the piercing screams grew louder and louder, the intrigued children below eating their ice creams gazed up at the loud sleek rollercoaster as it zipped by, wishing they could grow a few inches in order to join in, knowing it would be some time before they could ride the rollercoaster whilst their ice cream slowly melted and trickled down onto their fingers the cold shock snapping them out of the daze and bringing them back to reality.
One of the younger mothers drags her mesmerized son away from the candyfloss machine, the tantalizing smell of caramelised sugar is causing her son to crave and desire the bright pink candy floss, with a firm no she pulls him away and his world shatters accompanied by high pitched crying and a refusal to move, tension hits the air.