when i first went to disneyland i was 7 years old (ill be 20 tomorrow) my parents took me, my uncle and a friend of mine for their anniversary. i have a vivid imagination, extremely vivid and being a 7 year old dark rides terrified me so my imagination did wonders for me. while we were waiting in line for the Haunted Mansion i dont think i was scared but as soon as we entered the elevator i started screaming and completely freaking out. my dad was carrying me to where you step onto the doom buggies and i was screaming bloody murder and bawling all i could think about was that i was gonna die on this ride. needless to say my mom forced me to ride with her and she forced me to open my eyes and presto i thought it was the coolest ride ever.