It was new year's day and my family and I were at a party, but the party was about over and we were packing up our cooler and the food we brought to head home. My dad and my mom got it all back in the car and my brother, my sister, and I piled in and we headed home. Once we got home we unloaded the car quickly because we were all tired and wanted to go to bed. All of us knew the next day was going to be super exciting because we were going to a fourwheeler hill climb place for the first time.
The night before I could barely sleep. I made sure to iron my clothes and lay them out neatly and to shower. I was ready for daybreak to get here. I finally fell asleep and woke up excited. Today was the day of the cookout so we waited outside for our father to arrive. It was 8:00 in the morning and I wanted to get their early to ride everything. We waited on the porch which seem like an eternity and my father was a hour late. I went inside and tried to call but no answer on his telephone. See back then we did not have cell phone, just house phones. He finally showed up and was driving my Uncle Motley's white 1970 Volkswagen Beetle. My father's car had broke down and luckily borrowed my uncle's car. The bettle was real old and worn out and seemed like it was going to break down too.
It was a nice Sunday morning, it was sunny of course because it was almost summer. I was already excited for the day because I knew I could try to ride my bike without training wheels. Of course my mother had another idea to start the day. She found out that her work would pay for her and the rest of her colleagues to go to kings Island. Being a child who at that time was 7 and had never been to kings island I did not have a clue where we were going.
The worst part of the trip was the driving. I was so bored I almost fell asleep. My parents were trying to cheer me up with games and other things. We played run-on sentence and was trying to see who could hold their breath longer. I couldn’t play on my phone because I would get carsick fast. We finally got there at around 6:30. I got out of the car jumping up and down. We had to check in with the hotel: Holiday Inn. After we got in
It was a busy month and I still remember it. My father bought a car for me.He surprise me with the car when we returned home.The car was in front
We all have unforgettable days. Well heres mine, mine is when when I got my second truck. I wasn't going to get it but my grandma knew i liked it so she pulled through and bought it instead.
After I ate, I went back and my seat had been taken, so I went to find a new seat. I sat next to a teenager, about my age, named Statler Bascom. He was extremely kind, and we sat next to each other for the rest of the day. The air conditioner must have been broken because the heat was searing on my body, as I kept flicking those pieces around the cube.
I will never forget that day my family and I pulled into the hotel parking lot. It was the start of a wondrous and awesome vacation.
The car drive was the longest 4 hours of my life. I was so anxious to get there, to see my grandpa.
I got out of the suburban and waited for everyone to get out, when everyone was finally out of the suburban we went into the
We got into the car drove over a couple hills, took a couple turns, went up a big hill, and took a left , then we were there.
That morning after my dad and I ate breakfast we left to look at our first batch of cars. My dad and I were gone most of the day and
We stopped at a small gas station with a McDonalds across the street. After filling up the gas tank, the four of us walked across the dull, pavement parking lot and into McDonalds. I was immediately enlivened by the scent of the freshly made food. The building was filled with
I remember the day so vividly, like it was yesterday. My family and I lived in a small, two story house, in the middle of town. I woke up that morning, for my very first day of school. I got out of bed and walked past my little brothers room, then past my parents and to the bathroom. I showered, brushed my and then my teeth. I walked back to my room and got ready for my first day of school. I had just turned three and my mom wanted to put me in preschool right away. I walked down the spiral staircase, ( my favorite part of the house). When I got down stairs my mom was making breakfast. My little sisters and brother awake, with my mom down stairs waiting for me. My younger brother and sister were waiting at the table for me.
It was a Sunday evening when my parents told us we were going on a trip. My younger brother Charlie and I were so excited since we 've never been out of the country before.