"Mark wake up. We're going to be late. The plane leaves in 30 minutes" his dad yelled. I stretch and yawn. I'm so exited for are trip to 6 flags I thought. I get up and put on some clothes. "Honey just brush your teeth in the car were going to be late. Kevin my big brother is already in the car waiting. "What took you so long dweeb" as he flicks me in the head. "You buckled up kids" mom says." Yes"! Kevin and I say at the same time. "Jim hurry up we're going to be late". "I'm going fast as I can Mary". As my parents are arguing and my brother is jamming out to his favorite rock bands. I'm thinking about the rides I'm gonna go on. i hate to go on the ones with loops because I'm afraid I'm gonna fall out but I also hate the ones that go super slow and do nothing. I guess I'm a in the middle kinda guy. I'm thinking about all the fun we're gonna have. Then all I hear is someone calling me."Mark,Mark,Mark,MARK.
