Cedar Point

     Over the summer, I went to Cedar Point multiple times with my family. Our group of riders consists of my father, my sister, Abby, my brother, Daniel, and I.
     I always ride with Abby, and Daniel always rides with my dad. Somehow when we were in line for the Magnum we messed up, and instead of riding together my dad and Daniel rode in the train before us. Abby and I were about to pull into the station after we rode the coaster when a worker walked over and told everyone on our train that someone had thrown up in the train before us. We had to wait for them to clean it up. When we finally got off, sunburned and slightly grumpy, we figured out the teenager behind my dad had thrown up. Not only did he throw up, but he threw up on my dad and my brother. Needless to say, nobody wanted to sit by them the rest of the day.
     When I got my picture taken for my season pass, it was the workers first day. She was just beginning to learn the ropes, so I took the opportunity. When so took my picture I stuck my tongue out as much as I could. Now when the workers scan my pass they always smile when they see my picture.
     Another day, every time my parents were walking too slow for me, I ran ahead and began to do the running man. I continued to do that the entire day, and even noticed some younger children trying to imitate me.
     The last day we went, we were all in line for the Top Thrill Dragster. Abby leaned over to me and said she thought the boy behind us in the blue shirt was cute. After we rode the Dragster, we were standing near the gate. Blue Shirt was standing 10 feet in front of me, so naturally I had to say something. Abby grabbed me and held her hand over my mouth, muffling my screams. The poor boy looked over to see me with my arms outstretched towards him, screaming through Abby's hands.
     Cedar Point is one of my favorite places to go. I get to walk around and see new faces, as well as ride coasters. This summer was one of the best.