My Childhood Memory Essay

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                My Childhood Memory

     I remember it like yesterday. We were all waiting patiently for my father to come home from the race track. He promised me and my sister that if he won, he would take us all to Rye Playland. The minutes felt like hours. It was the longest hour of my life. Then finally we heard the car door shut. Me and my sister ran to the front door anxiously waiting for the news. He opened the door and walked in. We tried to read the expression on his face but of course he was looking down while taking his sneakers off. The suspense was killing us. Then he looked up. No words were spoken between us and our father.
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Me and my sister then ran into our rooms picking out what we were going to take with us for the hour and half long car ride. I brought my favorite book and my game boy. I picked out my favorite outfit and ran back into my parents room and ask when we were leaving. I was so relieved to see them already packing the car up with the cooler. My mom bought all my favorite juices and made our favorite sandwiches for lunch. My favorite was Peanut Butter and Jelly. Me and my sister then jumped in the back seat and were on our way. The car ride felt like forever. We annoyed our parents with repetitious questions about what the park was like and how much longer the ride would be. I twas ironic because we spent so much time discussing what we were going to do and how much fun it was going to be, we never once played with the books and games we packed.

     I remember the main gate to the park looked like golden doors to an enchanted castle. It was beautiful. We rushed and bought our tickets so we could get started on all the awesome rides they offered. The first thing we saw was a huge roller coaster with a big loop. Then it all continued with bumper cars, ferris wheels, train rides, go-karts, and all the games you can think of. Me and my sister played every game they had there. Of course we didn't win any. My father also played games. We got all the

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