I couldn't save this picture for Photo Friday I had to show this to you. In this pic there's me on the far left. And yes, I do look like I'm singing very high pitch but I'm screaming. : P Gabe is on the far right and he really looks likes he's screaming, well lets just say I could here him over the obnoxious Arrow Smith music blaring in my ears. And yes that's my father...the guy to the far bottom right, who looks like he's praising God. : D And...I don't know who that strange lady is sitting next to my dad is.
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Here's the memory: Every time I ride this roller coaster (witch has been like 2 or 3 times) I get in line all pumped up. Then when I get inside my stomach runs away. I usually tug on my daddy's arm and tell him that I have changed my mind and I can't go through with it. Then he says I can do it, and he's not getting out of line to bring me to my mother. So I get on the ride and regret it then when I hop off I find it funny to see my face and how scared I look. One time I remember slightly looking over and Gabe's head was down I was FREAKING OUT!!! I thought he was either dead or unconscious. I yelled "Gabe you ok?" Gabe yelled back: "Yeah I don't like this ride anymore." Boy what a great memory.
Have a magical day.
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