55Flash Fiction Friday

Up, up, up we go with the ever familiar clackity, clackity, clack sound in our ear as we ascend. Heart pumping hard, mouth going dry, hands firmly squeezing the bar, white-knuckle experience to be sure. Soon we will plummet to our certain death. That first hill of a roller coaster is a killer for me.


I admit, I am such a wimp when it comes to roller coasters. If you are ever looking for some cheap entertainment, come ride a roller coaster with me. I can be very entertaining as we are climbing that first hill. Did I mention I do not do heights very well? Well seeing as the weather is getting better and memorial day is just upon us I thought it might be nice to mention this now. Surely this is on of many signs of summer.