The first time I rode a roller coaster was when I was seven years old. It was also the first time I was going to ride Mt. Everest in Disney World. I was very excited and wasn’t nervous at all, but that would soon change. As my dad and I waited in line I looked at all of the displays. There were pictures, newspaper articles, and statues of the Yeti. They all seemed pretty cool to me and made the line appear to move faster. After about fifty minutes of waiting for the new ride, we came to the end of the line. My dad and I were put in the very back. I was ok with this because I thought that it meant the ride would go slower for me, but I was wrong. As I was sitting in my seat waiting for the ride to start, I started to become very nervous.