The rollercoaster

Aaaargh, twisting and turning in the bitter cold wind, flying up and down and doing loop-the-loops. it felt like a plane going to crash. I felt my hair strung back, tight against the seat.  Suddenly we were rising up again back towards the clouds and the birds, but this wasn't for long as it felt like my plane was crashing once more, suddenly we came to a sudden stop. "Out you get missy, rollercoaster's over."