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The Big Boat
“Lily! Come on it’s finally open!” my favorite cousin Nick exclaimed, breaking my concentration. I had just been on the phone with my friend and he made me end the call. That was okay because I was really excited.
We then got to go inside the Raymond James Stadium. It was huge and we went straight to the field. I looked all around the stadium it was like nothing I had ever seen before.
“This is so cool,” I said to myself as I stepped onto to the field. ```````````I took a picture of my feet standing on the field. The grass was squishy and I felt it with my toes. The grass was really cold and moist. Right after that the tour guide told us that we were not allowed not stand on the field (oops).
After that we got to go in the locker room. Our big group got a tour of the lockers and showers. In the locker room there was a whiteboard where the players and coaches write down plays to get ready for the game. When we were leaving the room my rebellious cousin Miguel wrote “GO LIONS” on it.
They brought us inside a suite and it was huge. In the suite there were ten tvs! That’s just in one. In the entire stadium there were many suites and all of them contain around ten televisions. In the entire building I tried counting all of the televisions but I lost count. There were more tv's than I had ever seen in my whole life. I swear there was like a million tv’s in that place. I was beyond amazed by all the digital screens everywhere I looked. There were two monsterous sized tv’s. They were made up of like 50 smaller tv’s.
Then we went back outside to look at the stadium from a different view. The Raymond James Stadium has sixty-five thousand eight hundred ninety seats. “That’s like a million people”, I said to myself.
After that our tour guide showed us the way to a giant pirate ship. It was really tall and we were supposed to climb onto it. I was scared because of my huge fear of heights. I thought about staying down. My cousin was begging for me to go on it with him. I was just so scared and I didn’t know if I could handle it.
“Lily come on it’s now or never,” my cousin Nick yelled.
I looked at him with a face like a lion’s prey. I was so scared but I wouldn’t let my fear of heights stop me now.
“Nick, I don’t know if I can. . . I’m scared,” I said to him. He looked at me with a face as determined as a hungry alligator.
“I know you can do it. Come on we’ll do it on the count of three,” he said to me reassuringly.
“Alright, one, two , three,” I said as we walked up. When we reached the top I looked down at the grass and couldn’t breathe. Taking a deep breath I realized it was actually fun.
We could see the entire stadium from there. All the seats looked so tiny. I felt like I was on top of the world - I swear I could see all of Tampa from there.
We climbed up to a higher level of the boat. On that section there was a pirate ship wheel. My family took a bunch of pictures to remember that day. I had pictures of my parents, my brother and my cousins. Using my phone camera I posted so many pictures on my snapchat.
I went up to the bow of the boat. At the bow I did the famous move from titanic. That move is where you stand at the very front of the boat and stick both of your arms out to the sides. That boat and the help of Nick helped me face my fear of heights and get over them.
Our group got of the boat and I was sad it was almost over. To finish up the tour we walked around the stadium a little more. Then the tour was over and we had to head back. “I’m so glad Nick came and not gracie,” I said to myself, “she would have never helped me with this.”
In the end I was so glad I got over my fear. I could have never done it without the help of my family. I realized that being up high isn’t something to be afraid of it is actually fun.

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I wrote this because I wanted to share about facing my fears. Then I could help people face theirs.