Once, just once, Sarah had gone to an amusement park out of curiosity, alone. It was filled with crowds and she felt rather suffocated, so she decided to get on just one ride.
Naturally, she chose the most famous one: the roller coaster.
It was weird. As the ride climbed slowly to the peak, her body reacted to curiosity and anticipation, her heart pounding loudly as her vision was filled with the blue sky. When she finally reached the peak, there was a second or two of pause, as if the machine had shown her mercy, before plunging her down to the thrill of gravity.
At that moment, she felt like flying. Like her soul left her body for a moment. She did not scream--could not--for her mind was too focused on the new sensation of blood rushing and tingles crawling everywhere. Before she could digest that sensation, there was another climb that let her breathe before plunging her heart to the depth of her stomach once again.
