Personal Narrative: A Trip To Kings Island

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One of my fondest memories of going to Kings Island, is when I was with my sister Makayla, her friend Kashaya and Kashaya’s mom. It was around six-thirty and it had started to get dark and we decided to get on The Beast, it was the first time my sister and I had been on the ride. The Beast is a seven-thousand three-hundred and fifty-nine feet wooden roller coaster. As the line moved we were the next in line to get on and were a couple rows from the front. As the next cart pulled up we put our bags in the bin, and strapped the belt and pulled the bar down. As the ride was going up the hill my sister started freaking out and was saying
“I don’t want to be on this ride anymore.”, Kashaya’s mom responded, “Well baby you can get off now!”
I busted out in laughter and asked her was she okay, then the ride went down the hill and all you heard were screams from the people on the ride. After the ride was over, we all were laughing and now
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If it looked run-down it would not appeal tourists or local residents. It has a waterpark so if visitors do not like rollercoasters they can go to Soak City. Also if they had the same rides consumers will get bored and venture to different amusement park. Kings Island would attract people of all ages, families, and daredevils.
Kings Island is expensive, depending on the time and day it is difficult to find parking. It someone with a big family wanted to go to the amusement park for a day they will be paying a hefty price for admission plus food and games. To alleviate the parking situation, they could buy more parking space, and if you know someone with a gold or platinum pass you can get in for a discounted