Over the next few blog posts, I'm going to share a chapter of one of the books I'm working on. I'm thinking of calling it Wonderland Amusements. It's about a boy who's afraid of roller coasters, but he gets transported to another world where everything is roller coasters. He meets a robot, a cat, and a gopher, who teach him the importance of not being afraid, while a catastrophe ensues. Here's the first part.
One day at school, Kirby got a B- on his math test, a C- on his science test, and didn't pay attention in social studies. His parents asked him about it when he came home. He answered, "Oh, just daydreaming."
But he wasn't really daydreaming. It was more of a superdream, a superthought. What you might call the biggest brainstorm of all time.
When he was four, he had rode a kid's ride at Coasterland, he loved roller coasters. One day when his parents woke up and saw a mini roller coaster in their backard, they were astounded. Kirby named it "Kirby." Later he built a bigger one on top of his house (without damaging the chimney), and named it "Godspeed." his friend Leroy wanted him to build one with a rocket launcher. His parents absolutely refused. Kirby built one (without a rocket launcher) and named it "Rocket." Kids all over the neighborhood went to ride his roller coasters. Like at amusement parks, Kirby put height limits. Kirby was minimum 35", Godspeed 40" and Rocket 42".
But then he went to Six Flags Over Texas. He rode Mr. Freeze. And that completely changed his mind about roller coasters. He was terrified of them.
But he still wanted to build them. He wanted to build an amusement park. He'd call it "Kirbyland." He'd build the biggest, smallest, tallest, shortest, scariest, cutest, cleanest, dirtiest roller coasters around. But he'd never ride them.
But one night...
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