I have been learning to use show not tell to make my narrative interesting.
There were once two sisters who were not at all alike; they were different in every way.
The Older sister was on the more adventurous side, doing dangerous stunts, enjoying the sunlight, and Playing with her friends all day, never having a second thought about what she was doing. But the younger sister was quite the opposite, spending her days isolating herself within the walls of her room, every day losing herself in books never wanting to see what was on the outside.
One faithful morning
The mother of these two had splendid news, “We're going to Rainbows End!” The eldest sister shouted with joy while the younger sister's face turned pale instantly “Are you joking? I can't go there!“ she shouted as sweat and tears trickled down her face. “oh don’t be a baby!“ the older sister exclaimed, she tightly gripped the younger sister's hands and dragged her outside to the car, “stop! Let me go!“ the younger sister shouted, their mother dismissed her words then pushed her in the car. As soon as they got there the older sister went straight to the nearest ride and begged to go on it “It's huge!“ she said “it looks rather unstable, are you sure it's safe?“ the younger sister whispered “don't judge a book by its cover!“ the older sister said with a grin.
It was only a mere two minutes before she was strapped in and ready to go, “have fun!” the mother shouts, she was twitchy and jumpy, her face said it all. The ride started and she looked confused, she thought the ride just spun her in circles for a handful of minutes but the ride rose off the floor and started swinging, at that moment her smile had faded as she realized she made a very big mistake. Her face went pale as she froze in place with nothing in her brain but the words “get me off” she closed her eyes and let out an ear-piercing shriek as she rose hundreds of feet off the air, up, down, left, right, it seemed to go for an endless amount of time, she drenched her clothes in tears as she screamed her sisters name the whole way through.
When the ride had ended she couldn't move, she was completely frozen in place, hair sticking up, clothes soaked in tears, and heart beating rapidly like African drums, I guess you could say there was a rhythm to it. She was frozen in place like a deer in headlights, not being able to lift a finger
The younger sister was also terrified, she looked as if she had been to war and survived, sweat ran down her fingertips as she grimaced at the sight of her sister, but still, even with pure terror in her heart, she hopped onto the ride, at that very moment the younger sister seemed like a whole different person, it looked as if she was being controlled by her sister due too how bold she was in that exact time.
When the younger sister hopped onto the ride she wrapped her arms around her sister and then comforted her as she started questioning her actions “ I can't believe you roped me into this,” she chuckled as the ride started moving. The older sister closed her eyes and a smile slowly started to form on her face, “hold on!” the older sister said, “oh I will!” the younger sister said as she tightly gripped her sisters tear soaked shirt.
The ride ended and the two sisters came off the ride traumatized, but happy, “ I guess you weren't such a wuss after all,” the older sister said, “ yea… I guess so.” the younger sister agreed, They laughed the whole back to their mother, forming a new friendship.
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