Each new rotation made me feel more and more confident in the revolving wheel. Every ascent left me over joyed that I had survived what seemed like a death defying fall. As the speed got slower I realized it had been over, though I wished it weren't. Following my family members down the metal steps to the ground, I wanted more. I had faced my fears and I survived. What better idea than to ride it again! Looking around I had felt as though there was so much more to accomplish. I pulled my fathers hand, as my tough little legs ran towards the next great obstacle that