Short Story

Another roller coaster. That's what it was. Another roller coaster. They were always scary, but since when did they hurt this much? Emma felt her body being thrown around, but something around her waist was keeping her in place. Emma was afraid to open her eyes. She never opened her eyes on roller coasters. She hated them and heights. She even hated that sensation you get when your falling. This was different. Whatever it was, it hurt and she felt as if she was going in circles, upside down. Emma finally opened her eyes. She could see she was in the back of her parents car. She remembered they had been at Disney World all day, celebrating her parents anniversary, but they left before dinner to beat traffic. They had a few hours drive home. Emma remembered she was sitting in the back of the car, reading with her little traveling light. She remembered getting tired after stopping at a fast food place for dinner. She had been sitting in the middle and lay down to take a nap. She was exhausted from a fun, long day at the amusement park. She remembered having caramel apples and seeing the goofy characters in big costumes, and going into the gift shops. She got a Pocahontas t-shirt and that was the one thing she was most excited about. In her opinion, Pocahontas was the best princess because she was a strong, independent woman and fought her own battles. After reliving the best parts of her day, she had closed her eyes.One moment. In one moment, Emma had thought back on her last day, spent with her parents. In the next moment, Emma's temple hit the window and she thought no more.