I am sick of it I keep on asking my dad " Are we there yet?", and he keeps on saying "Do you see any mountains?" I shake my head and say "No." I am opening the window to have some fresh air, but my dad is annoyed by the noise. My sister is saying I should try sleeping, but right when I close my eyes, my dad's friend puts one of my favorite music and I start singing. Now I think I won't be bored anymore.
Then I hear my dad say that we're going to go to an attraction park. After 2 hours we arrive to the city where the park is located, I am getting excited I want to have some sensation. All of us are trying to find a sign to the hotel that then leads to the attraction park. My sister is saying she saw one of the signs, we now have to go back to go to the attraction park way. Finally after 15 minutes we arrive at the attraction park I am already in love with this park just by looking at the colorful gate with two dinosaurs.
I am happy when I put my first foot in the park, I look everywhere and I see happy people and metallic statues of kids. I am thinking "this place is magical!". I ask my dad "which attraction should we do first?" and obviously we head to an attraction that is like one we usually go to in France. We sit in this little thing that looks like a box and it is rolling on a 180 degree rail. At first we go up slowly then we would stop really high and then we just go down super fast and come back up really fast. It is fun because with my sister we make jokes of my dad's friend's son being so scared.
Then I go on a ride myself in one of those really big drop tower going up and down. While going to the attraction I take three deep breath, and I say to myself good and positive comments like "It's going to be ok" or, "you just have to remember that there is going to be a moment you will feel like it is finished but it will be going up again.". I realize I am sitting next to this boy and he is already annoying me. Now the attraction is starting. For a reason I don't feel the sensation as a bad thing I feel it more as something that is making me giggle. I can not go back now, but I know from the beginning it is going to be a good time. Now great! The boy is starting to scream and whistle. I feel like shouting at him so that he would stop but that is not going to make things better therefore I'm just not speaking at all. Almost to the top I am starting to smile, finally at the top I smile bigger. Now is my favorite part. I look underneath my feet and I see my sister and my dad as small as little green soldiers. People screaming while I'm laughing. I like it. It is fun.
Now that I am done with this attraction, we are on the way to buy something to eat, "I want ice-cream" I say. I take a vanilla huge ice cream that I love and my dad and my sister take orange juices. I wish we could stay a little longer in the park. We look at the sky and we see some clouds far away. For the moment it's still ok, but then we see the clouds getting bigger and bigger as if they were grey color bath bombs that were spreading out everywhere. We head towards the gate to go back to the car, but it's too late. We all start to run, everybody in the same direction. My clothes are already all wet and it is hard for me to run. I am trying my best to follow my dad and my sister. I grab their hands, it is scary, I start crying. I am crying so hard that I feeling like a toddler. I can feel the hale and the rain against my back like forks and sticks thrown at me because of the strong wind. It is painful and very scary.
We could not reach the gate, we stay in the park's garage for at least one hour. After about one hour the rain is less strong that means that we can go outside to the car and get changed. I can still feel some tears falling down my cheeks, yet I feel safer now and start to calm down. When we are all done changing our clothes, we go to a restaurant where we eat a lot of traditional Azeri food. It's good after an epic rain. Now we are going to do a little more drive to go to our house in the mountains. I know after all of this it was going to be ok. The good thing is that I learned something, I learned that after rain there is always sun. That means that if something doesn't go the way we expect, it is ok, because afterwards there is probably something good that will happen.
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Tears Of The Sky
Short StoryMy summer break is always at the same places, but today I am having a different and strange summer break.