for Bianca who told me to post it on here. [:
Dating guys are like riding in an emotional roller coaster. Right before you get asked, you stand and wait in line behind any other regular person wanting to ride too. Finally, I’m at the front of the line, question time, am I ready? Of course! So I climb on, “This is going to be a crazy ride,” people try to warn me, but of course no one ever listen to the wise ones do they? “Bleep,” the horn blares and I’m off. I feel butterflies beginning to flutter in my stomach as I’m lifted higher and higher, as I’m pulled to a stop I take the time to breathe in the fresh the morning air, MMM, smells like strawberries, I’m thinking. But the sudden drop brings me back to my senses, I’m experiencing my first fight, at first I’m a little scared and confused, but that quickly changes as I regain composure and try to set things right. The roller coaster twist and turns then I’m brought to a loopty loop and everything is set right again. I smile at the thought everything is going to be all right not noticing that the ride is increasing speed and gaining height really fast. I see the deep plunge ahead of me and panic I close my eyes and hold on to the handle bars really tight. Five second later my eyes are open and people are instructing me to get up and turn to my left. In the end I made a promise to myself that I’m sticking to carousels.
*FYI!: This was assigned to me in 8Th grade when we had to write analogy's an anything that came to mind including our senses of smells & alliterations.
I don't know, think what you want. Don't be to harsh.
