When I finally got enough courage to go on the Giant Dipper, I was terrified. I went with my dad through the hall, wanting to turn back. We got on the middle of the long train. When we took off, I was thinking, “What have I gotten myself into?” I closed my eyes when we began to climb, and re-opened them when I felt safe. Unfortunatly, we were just about to hurdle down the biggest drop! Before I could shut my eyes once again we were flying down the track. To my surprise, I loved it, even when I flew out of my seat and my dad had to pull me back down! Afterwards, I wanted to ride it over and over. For all of first time riders: Don’t be scared in the darkness or right before the drop. And never, ever ride in the very front or back your first time!