Dear diary
Today I am getting over my insecurity of hot-air balloon rides . Ever since I was younger I hated balloons because every time I touch a balloon it would pop, It was so frightening and it still is . My mam booked a private lesson and ride . I Stepped in some brown muck ,POO so kicked it off . As I stepped onto the hot – air balloon I was shaking in terror . It started to lift , I though I was going to be sick .
3 minutes later
As I got back down I shouted never again and ran back in side .