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You know what is really fun... doing what I did this summer! What I did this summer is go to Tennessee cabins. Tennessee cabins is a huge cabin of choice you stay in for as many nights as you book. The Tennessee cabin I went to was called Majestic springs. Majestics springs had a four jacuzzi baths ,and a hot tub.

I do a lot of things during summer. Almost everyday I go to the pool and hangout with friends. My friends and I go to the diving boards most of the time and play chicken. We also like to play king of the log. Which is a log the lifeguards put out then kids can play on it. We also like to play pole tag. Which is a pole in the kiddie area and you have to get to the pole without being tagged. We like to race each other down the slides. Then we switch slides because one slide is faster than the other. I have a phenomenal time at the pool and get an awesome tan.

While I was a kid my family and I used to go on bike rides all the time to anywhere you could think of. We would go boating everyday in the summer. We would ski, wakeboard, go tubing and many more. Go tubing was one of the funniest memories I have boating because the thrill you get is unbeatable trying to hold on for dear life. Anothering thing we did as a family was go on vacation everywhere. The road trips were always fun because we would bring our dog turbo. The one trip that will never be forgotten is North Carolina. We go there every year with family friends and it will be a trip on go on with my kids.

My favorite vacations were when we went to the zoo and down to Gatlinburg, Tennessee. I went to Ripley’s Believe It or Not museum to the Ripley's Aquarium. I love animals and weird people so these vacations were super important to me.

Lake Willowberry wasn’t an enormous lake, but it was sizable, with the approximate circumference length of a rounded football field. The lake was not far from my house, it was in the forest, and the forest encroached the south side of my fence—standing tall like a citadel of pine trees.

Tiffany pulled into Jennifer’s driveway. The first snow of the year had fallen the day before. The sun shone brightly off the snow and ice. Jennifer put on a pair of sunglasses and climbed into Tiffany’s SUV.

Living in the busy metropolitan area, it is easy to forget that we have unlimited natural beauty, that is the great outdoors, so close to home. Kansas City, Missouri is gifted with a plethora of hidden gems, all located within an hour drive. One such gem can be found in the historic riverside town of Parkville, Missouri.

Over the summer I had a lot of fun, maybe the most I`ve ever had. I spend a large amount of my summer at my grandparent’s lake house. My grandparents lake house is huge, a mansion compared to my house. At their lake house they have a lot of fun stuff, my personal favorite are the jet skis. I didn’t get to ride them that much, but when I did it was a blast! My days at the lake house were the highlight of my summer, but I did a lot of other fun stuff too!

This summer me and my family went to awesome South Carolina! It was a hectic ride on the way there with my two little brothers fighting in the back and we had to be in the car for 15 hours. When we got there we ate at a really cool restaurant they had people on stilts and they had magicians that did magic tricks and gave out balloons but they made things out of the balloon. We went to the beach every day it was the Atlantic Ocean and it was hot and it was very nice out there! My family and I had a great time in South Carolina this year it was a really fun and great experience!

No matter where summer afternoons are a drag and scorching. The adults tried to suggest activities to participate in. My cousins and I grew frustrated with swimming and ice cream every day, so we decided to explore. Being at my grandmother’s house, near a prairie we were limited to explorations sites. Robert, my youngest cousin by a couple of days, claimed he knew the best spot we could visit. It was far off and we knew our parents wouldn’t approve so we decided to lie and say we were headed to a cousin’s house that lived near by.

The best way to complete a fun summer day is by having a campfire under the starry night. My uncle and his family are within walking distance of our camp and they always join us. We turn up the radio to listen to our favorite tunes. Of course, I have to finish the night by playing “Ride the Wind” again. Then, we get out the Smore’s and the guys tell funny stories from their childhood.

Driving in the open country air, where my radio is cranked up as loud as my ears can take it. Bumps from small white rocks hitting against all four black tires, making me rock back and forth, up and down. Feeling that high speed while dust is flying all over. Also drinking a cold ice melted saccharine tea, will give you tooth decay. Transitioning from rock to cement road changes my state of mind from free range to a seriousness since there’s more cars on paved roads.

They say everyone who looks into their family history will find a secret sooner or later. We had a huge secret that we hope no one would know about, well except some people know, but didn’t care of talking about it.

Trying to find memories is like looking for treasure. You look at the surface and see something mediocre, but you dig deep and find something cool, pretty, and meaningful. It took a while to think of a fond memory, but once I thought of some, it was hard to choose a favorite. Growing up I have had many great experiences in the form of vacations. Between going to Disney World, owning a vacation home, hanging out with my grandparents in Arizona, traveling to Canada and more. They all make amazing memories that I will forever cherish. The vacation spot we go to the most, though, is Wisconsin Dells. A few times I have been allowed to invite friends to come with. When I am allowed to bring friends, it is always a ginormous amount of fun. We goof off in the hotel room, play in the arcades, and swim in the water parks.

A lake is no place for a watch. I think it’s unreasonable to request anyone to keep time in such a place. My tan forearm barred no watch; no stripe of pale skin to indicate a childhood subject to the constraints of Tick and Tock. A timeless realm, the lake emancipated the soul and the body, allowing both to mingle with nature. My bare, unpainted toes were always covered with mud from walking the trail around Apache Lake, past the little outhouse, Carp Cove, but not as far as Hodgson’s dusty old cabin. It was difficult to see from the road, and at times I felt nobody ever went there but me. Tall yellowed grasses embraced the water’s rocky edge like a mother’s protective hug. Clumps of Aspen whispered collectively as I built forts in their midst, and Ponderosa tress stood tall and unyielding, looking down at my imaginative creations with approval. The wind and the euphonious lilt of the Meadowlark were ideal companions as I played and watched and wondered.