I dream of the day when I can go back to being in your arms, we can reminisce of the good times we had. Remember when I was little, You, Me, and Lu; we used to go see the animals at that farm? I remember.
Remember Joey Simpson? My best friend when I was five, then me and Lu got taken from you, we were on a visit when you told me he died. Maybe what they say is true, the good do die young. I know you couldn’t forget Bryce B. D’s friend, He was another brother to Dallan. And even me and Lu, he was a son to you. I don’t think Bryce thought twice about getting on that bullet bike after hitting the pipe. They kept him alive for a little while after, but he couldn’t stay, there was no happily ever after. Grandpa Poulsen was a lot like my dad that’s all I remember of him, I still cried when I saw him lying in that casket. I never saw Dallan cry as hard as I did at Bryce’s funeral until that day of December 25, 2006. That day we were all crying over you, I hate to say it but you let that meth get the best of you. It was tiff that was next to you when it happened; I had been there earlier that day, telling you to relax, “its Christmas mom stop cleaning.” But you didn’t. It’s sad that the last memory of you that I have was you cleaning, tweaked out.
I do remember the good times when Lu and I were little, we used to sit in the truck and draw and color with pens. I used to comb your hair, we would “run away” and drive up the canyon just to get away. We would sit outside and eat chocolate chip cookies with chocolate milk and just talk, catch up on things. Mom all the time I am thinking of you, and the day when you went away, what a life to take, its kind of hard with you not around, I know you’re in heaven smiling down. Till the day we meet again in my heart is where I will keep you mom. Today it feels like I have lost another friend another person I truly loved, but she isn’t dead mom she just left me there crying on my bed, but not once did I think it would be better off if I was dead, because I got my brothers, my family Lu, and Dallan, I can’t go on without them, I can live without her, It will be hard for awhile, but its just another trial, but its missin you that’s making it hard to make do. I love and miss you all. I will keep my head up and stand tall for you all.
Nick
Friday, April 3, 2009
Narrative: Body Paragraphs
How do you deal with death?
Yesterday one of my good friends, mentor, and big brother past away in his sleep and I will never know why or how, other then as Doug has told me “the good die young.” When all of us got the news that he has been found dead, we already new something was wrong. We were hoping that we where in trouble and that everything was alright with him. I heard the news but didn’t really hear it tell like ten minutes later, I started to cry and recall all the things that have happened between us. All the help he has been to me would be a waste if I didn’t improve my life or work on the things I need to.
His name is Adam Jay Wilkinson, he has worked at the group home for two years, and the last thing he said to me was. “I don’t work here for the pay because it’s nothing compared to the pay you give me”.
I have seen about fifteen people deal with this and most of them have been similar in the way then act. I cried and talked about all the amazing times we had together, and then I went to sleep and I hope that’s all the crying I well do for now because I think crying is a waste of time, but not really I say that because I don’t like crying. Some people it really hasn’t had much affect on, from what I have seen. One of us is taking a vow of silence and I could hear Adam saying “If you think it will help, go ahead.” Also some are dressed in black for appreciation of the “White Rasta Man.”
The love and compassion he had for the people in his life was truly amazing. I was able to attend his funeral service on the first of this month. It was vary healing for me and I think all who went. Real quick wouldn’t it be a sick joke if someone played on anyone to say he is dead, I would rather have cried and still got him back even to say goodbye forever. He would listen and always try to understand what’s wrong. This one time I was so broken up with how to feel, I barfed because I was crying really hard. He told me take a deep breath and drink some water, but most of all sat there next to me and listened to everything I was saying. The whole time, trying to help me fix the problem or make is better in way he could.
He was the only staff that most of my peers could really relate to. When he was sixteen, he was sent to Provo canyon lock up place for misbehaving. He was in Oregon three o’clock in the morning with two big cops holding night sticks saying “we can do this the hard way or the easy way.” He was then put on a plane and taken to this Provo place. The stay there was a year and he was there for a little over seven months. Because is cleaned up his act and worked super hard and got out and back his life. The reason I say all of this is because he did relate to us the best out of all the staff.
I think of him as one of my brothers, he was given the love that one of your family members would give. I haven’t seen my brother for, well all year wow I need to get out and make up the time with him. I would wake up every Saturday with some smell of food that he was making for us. I will miss him; he made my group home stay easier. He will always have a spot in my heart for helping me to change and make better.
Mark
Yesterday one of my good friends, mentor, and big brother past away in his sleep and I will never know why or how, other then as Doug has told me “the good die young.” When all of us got the news that he has been found dead, we already new something was wrong. We were hoping that we where in trouble and that everything was alright with him. I heard the news but didn’t really hear it tell like ten minutes later, I started to cry and recall all the things that have happened between us. All the help he has been to me would be a waste if I didn’t improve my life or work on the things I need to.
His name is Adam Jay Wilkinson, he has worked at the group home for two years, and the last thing he said to me was. “I don’t work here for the pay because it’s nothing compared to the pay you give me”.
I have seen about fifteen people deal with this and most of them have been similar in the way then act. I cried and talked about all the amazing times we had together, and then I went to sleep and I hope that’s all the crying I well do for now because I think crying is a waste of time, but not really I say that because I don’t like crying. Some people it really hasn’t had much affect on, from what I have seen. One of us is taking a vow of silence and I could hear Adam saying “If you think it will help, go ahead.” Also some are dressed in black for appreciation of the “White Rasta Man.”
The love and compassion he had for the people in his life was truly amazing. I was able to attend his funeral service on the first of this month. It was vary healing for me and I think all who went. Real quick wouldn’t it be a sick joke if someone played on anyone to say he is dead, I would rather have cried and still got him back even to say goodbye forever. He would listen and always try to understand what’s wrong. This one time I was so broken up with how to feel, I barfed because I was crying really hard. He told me take a deep breath and drink some water, but most of all sat there next to me and listened to everything I was saying. The whole time, trying to help me fix the problem or make is better in way he could.
He was the only staff that most of my peers could really relate to. When he was sixteen, he was sent to Provo canyon lock up place for misbehaving. He was in Oregon three o’clock in the morning with two big cops holding night sticks saying “we can do this the hard way or the easy way.” He was then put on a plane and taken to this Provo place. The stay there was a year and he was there for a little over seven months. Because is cleaned up his act and worked super hard and got out and back his life. The reason I say all of this is because he did relate to us the best out of all the staff.
I think of him as one of my brothers, he was given the love that one of your family members would give. I haven’t seen my brother for, well all year wow I need to get out and make up the time with him. I would wake up every Saturday with some smell of food that he was making for us. I will miss him; he made my group home stay easier. He will always have a spot in my heart for helping me to change and make better.
Mark
Narrative: Body Paragraphs
As I run back to my room, in disappointment, I jump onto my top bunk and hide under the blankets. I sat there, and sat. I would say about 2 hours or so went by that seemed like eternity! “It’s seven o’clock by now; I am so waking everyone up!” I thought. So I jumped out of my bed all pumped and excited for the morning ahead. I woke up my heavily snoring brother. “IT’S CHRISTMAS!” I yelled. Of coarse that made him excited so we both ran to the other side of our trailer where my mom and step dad lay hibernating. “GET UP, GET UP, GET UP!!!!” jumping on them and screaming we finally got them up. “What time is it now?” They mumbled. “It’s seven, wake up now, can’t you see Christmas is waiting for us?!” They dragged there lazy butts up and we walked a few small steps to the living room.
“Oh, my, gosh, the most presents I have ever seen!” I was sure they were popping out at us! There were presents everywhere, on the couch, on the T.V, on the table, on the floor. Our tree was very small, crooked, trashy, but cute with little lights and a bow on top. It was only about a foot tall, but we had that forever, it was tradition. As me and my brother start opening our presents we try all our clothes, toys, candy out. “This is the best Christmas ever, thank you!” Dairien, my brother, was being silly and trying on my princess shoes and dresses while I played with his play gun. We were there hours just playing and opening presents! We also pigged out on donuts and sugar, that’s just what we do on Christmas.
So by now we were full of candy and playing when all the sudden, “Where’s my dad!?” My mom just sat there for a second in concern. Kind of like she was worried he wasn’t going to come again and my world would be crushed. You would think by now I wouldn’t expect anything from him but for some reason he was my hero. My mom comes to me and says, “He will be here don’t worry baby, soon, just be patient.” I ran
Kesha
“Oh, my, gosh, the most presents I have ever seen!” I was sure they were popping out at us! There were presents everywhere, on the couch, on the T.V, on the table, on the floor. Our tree was very small, crooked, trashy, but cute with little lights and a bow on top. It was only about a foot tall, but we had that forever, it was tradition. As me and my brother start opening our presents we try all our clothes, toys, candy out. “This is the best Christmas ever, thank you!” Dairien, my brother, was being silly and trying on my princess shoes and dresses while I played with his play gun. We were there hours just playing and opening presents! We also pigged out on donuts and sugar, that’s just what we do on Christmas.
So by now we were full of candy and playing when all the sudden, “Where’s my dad!?” My mom just sat there for a second in concern. Kind of like she was worried he wasn’t going to come again and my world would be crushed. You would think by now I wouldn’t expect anything from him but for some reason he was my hero. My mom comes to me and says, “He will be here don’t worry baby, soon, just be patient.” I ran
Kesha
Narrative: Body Paragraphs
Death of close ones
My brother Jacob passed away with half a heart. It was horrible; my dad and I believe that is why my mom divorced him, but we are not for sure. We took so many pictures of Jacob he was a cute baby. The only picture I have right now is his obituary-it’s depressing. I need to get some more from my parents. Jacob lived longer than the doctors said they guest around a month and he stayed with us for four months. He was a tough little soldier.
So I had three very close friends pass away I will talk about two now, one later. So the first friend was in his 40’s. He went in for heart surgery and something went wrong and he died of heart failure. This friend was Rocky D. Miller he was such a nice guy cared about everyone even those he didn’t know.
My next friend is Thomas C. He jumped off of a bridge thinking that there was a ledge on the other side, and there wasn’t. When I went to Cedar City for his funeral, I went to see the family and they said I was consider family they let me stay with them and I had the privilege of joining the family prayer. I feel/felt so bad because the last thing I remember ever telling him is “you should learn how to treat a friend”. I was not the kind of friend he deserved.
My grandmother passed away of old age. She was a good lady I went to visit her every chance I had gotten. She worked so hard to get her family the necessities and then some. She very a fun lady who loved everyone, and she would have helped a complete stranger. She always believed if she had to get something done she had to do it herself. She was a very strong woman. I love and miss her so much I one time spent a full summer with her which is what I think created such a good bond between her and I.
Next would be a very close friend though I had only known him for about 2 years he was practically considered family to me. His name was Adam. He worked at the group home but to him it was more than just a job. He cared for everyone he worked with. We were practically family to him. I may not have been the nicest but Adam didn’t care. He was never rude or mean to anyone. I really cared for Adam and will always miss him.
Not even 4 days after Adam’s death a lady who I called Grandma McCarry passed away of cancer. Though she was not family she might as well have been. Her house was a place I could go to just to get away from the world. She would share everything of hers with me. Though I didn’t spend the last few years of her life with her I still cared for her just the same.
James
My brother Jacob passed away with half a heart. It was horrible; my dad and I believe that is why my mom divorced him, but we are not for sure. We took so many pictures of Jacob he was a cute baby. The only picture I have right now is his obituary-it’s depressing. I need to get some more from my parents. Jacob lived longer than the doctors said they guest around a month and he stayed with us for four months. He was a tough little soldier.
So I had three very close friends pass away I will talk about two now, one later. So the first friend was in his 40’s. He went in for heart surgery and something went wrong and he died of heart failure. This friend was Rocky D. Miller he was such a nice guy cared about everyone even those he didn’t know.
My next friend is Thomas C. He jumped off of a bridge thinking that there was a ledge on the other side, and there wasn’t. When I went to Cedar City for his funeral, I went to see the family and they said I was consider family they let me stay with them and I had the privilege of joining the family prayer. I feel/felt so bad because the last thing I remember ever telling him is “you should learn how to treat a friend”. I was not the kind of friend he deserved.
My grandmother passed away of old age. She was a good lady I went to visit her every chance I had gotten. She worked so hard to get her family the necessities and then some. She very a fun lady who loved everyone, and she would have helped a complete stranger. She always believed if she had to get something done she had to do it herself. She was a very strong woman. I love and miss her so much I one time spent a full summer with her which is what I think created such a good bond between her and I.
Next would be a very close friend though I had only known him for about 2 years he was practically considered family to me. His name was Adam. He worked at the group home but to him it was more than just a job. He cared for everyone he worked with. We were practically family to him. I may not have been the nicest but Adam didn’t care. He was never rude or mean to anyone. I really cared for Adam and will always miss him.
Not even 4 days after Adam’s death a lady who I called Grandma McCarry passed away of cancer. Though she was not family she might as well have been. Her house was a place I could go to just to get away from the world. She would share everything of hers with me. Though I didn’t spend the last few years of her life with her I still cared for her just the same.
James
Narrative Rough Draft
“Whoosh” was the sound as the wind blew towards us. We were slowly going down the mountain until one of us fell. For the four whole weeks we were up there it got harder and harder. They pushed us as far as we could go. The pain was like a deer getting hit by a truck. I am still sore from all of the work that I put into the four weeks. The instructor was getting angry. We all were frustrated, for it was difficult. At the end it was easier, but we still were in pain. My last fall was the worst.
When I found out that I could go with my program, I was excited. I had everything planned out. We had to start the new group which I thought would be easy. I was very wrong. I started to snowboard on March 4, 2009. I only had to pay $150.00 for four times plus all of my gear. I kept falling, but I kept on getting up because I didn’t want to quit. I thought to myself, “Well if Aireal can do it, then so can I.” That day the goal for all of us kids we had to focus on patience. I thought I was doing well, until I fell and hurt my knee. I ended up at the end of the day going on the lift for my first time! I was so happy about that. I also ended up learning my J turns which was fun.
The second time that we went up there we immediately got on the lift and went straight up. This time we ended up going down the whole mountain which was way cool. The second lesson for our group was persistence. The meaning to me is when you don’t succeed try, try again. Those words to me say a lot. I thought that it got a lot harder the second week because we had to strap both feet in and actually work on out toe and heel turns. I thought I was going to break my leg or something as bad as that.
The last couple times that we went were easy, then hard. The third time I went down the hill three times and I ended up getting hit by Rachel’s brother Jeffery. That hurt really bad. He didn’t just hit me once, but he hit me twice. It was funny after though. The lesson for the third one was responsibility. The fourth lesson was pride. The last day was actually the worst because I went on two runs I have never been on and I crashed and burned really hard.
So, in conclusion snowboarding was way fun, but it was also hard. I learned a lot, but I also got hurt. I had a lot of fun. Too bad I can’t go next year. I think when I have a chance to go again. The only thing I will tell people is to wear a helmet because I think if I didn’t have one I could have been really hurt or even dead.
Dani
When I found out that I could go with my program, I was excited. I had everything planned out. We had to start the new group which I thought would be easy. I was very wrong. I started to snowboard on March 4, 2009. I only had to pay $150.00 for four times plus all of my gear. I kept falling, but I kept on getting up because I didn’t want to quit. I thought to myself, “Well if Aireal can do it, then so can I.” That day the goal for all of us kids we had to focus on patience. I thought I was doing well, until I fell and hurt my knee. I ended up at the end of the day going on the lift for my first time! I was so happy about that. I also ended up learning my J turns which was fun.
The second time that we went up there we immediately got on the lift and went straight up. This time we ended up going down the whole mountain which was way cool. The second lesson for our group was persistence. The meaning to me is when you don’t succeed try, try again. Those words to me say a lot. I thought that it got a lot harder the second week because we had to strap both feet in and actually work on out toe and heel turns. I thought I was going to break my leg or something as bad as that.
The last couple times that we went were easy, then hard. The third time I went down the hill three times and I ended up getting hit by Rachel’s brother Jeffery. That hurt really bad. He didn’t just hit me once, but he hit me twice. It was funny after though. The lesson for the third one was responsibility. The fourth lesson was pride. The last day was actually the worst because I went on two runs I have never been on and I crashed and burned really hard.
So, in conclusion snowboarding was way fun, but it was also hard. I learned a lot, but I also got hurt. I had a lot of fun. Too bad I can’t go next year. I think when I have a chance to go again. The only thing I will tell people is to wear a helmet because I think if I didn’t have one I could have been really hurt or even dead.
Dani
Narrative: Body Paragraphs
I don’t know what it is about being around a lot of people but I love it. There’s something about knowing everyone and having everyone wanting to talk to me that empowers me. It makes me feel untouchable. At regular a public high school that’s the way things are for me. As soon as I walk in the door, I’m constantly talking to people. I can’t walk more than a couple of feet without being stopped by someone just to talk to them. I love being able to walk around from group of friends to another group of friends. I guess I just get tired of people kind of fast and that’s why I go around from group to group but it’s also kind of nice to have a lot of friends because when there is drama with one group of friends than you can always just go to another group until things cool down. Plus another major thing that I like about my old school is that they sell breakfast in the mornings. I can barely live not having breakfast, and as amazing as Summit is, it still doesn’t have breakfast and I almost go hungry everyday. Finally the last thing I love about mainstream schools are that you can walk around with your iPod and phone and nobody cares. Plus I like not having the same classes everyday.
When I went to Lone Peak High School, I would constantly skip class because even though I would eat lunch every morning I still got really hungry and so did my friends, so we would go to one of there houses or somewhere to get food. Plus another thing that I have always had trouble with is the discipline to get up in the morning, so I would sleep in for a long time. And then when I felt like it I would go to school which was evidently not the best idea. I hated class mostly because I would miss so much that I never knew what was going on so it would be frustrating and embarrassing to go to class and have no idea what was going on. Since I hated paying attention in class because I was so far behind, I would just go back to sleep or I would just go walk around the halls. If I had money, I would go buy myself some food from the vending machines. I loved it because I would just go and screw around, I wouldn’t have to do hardly any work and I would just go hangout with my friends. I would go and talk to everyone in the halls and go with them out to lunch, basically I did whatever I wanted and I loved it.
School was a lot of fun when I wasn’t in class but eventually my dumb mistakes caught up to me. During the last term of my tenth grade year, my counselor brought me into her office and we sat down to talk. She told me that I needed to get my grades up, that I needed to start coming to school everyday and if I didn’t than I would have to find another way to get my credits. I kind of blew it off and didn’t really start doing much better but then she brought me in a couple more times and brought my aunt and uncle in too. She told us that if things didn’t improve than next year I would have to go to either East Shore, do electric high school or there was a third option of going to another school. Now that scared me. That meant I would have to leave all my friends. That was the last thing I wanted to happen so I kicked it into gear but it was to close to the end of the year to get them up. I tried really hard and I talked to my teachers trying to figure out a way to get my grades to at least passing. My grades went up and some of them were pretty decent but they weren’t good enough I still failed a couple of classes. So during the last couple of weeks of school my aunt, uncle and I all sat down with my counselor and talked. I was not going to be able to go to school next year. We had to figure out where I would go and finally my aunt decided that Summit was the place that I should go. She didn’t want to drive me to East Shore everyday and she didn’t want to pay for electronic high school.
I had the option of working with the janitor to get my credit for the classes that I passed but just had no credit for because of my lack of attendance but I only did that once and for some retarded reason decided that I’d rather hangout over the summer instead of taking a couple of hours to get my credit. So I went the whole summer just having a great time and finally the school year crept up on me. I was furious to be going to another school but decided that there was nothing I could do about it because I really needed that credit to graduate. My plan was to not make any friends and to just go to class, get good grades and then leave back to Lone Peak as soon as I could. I found out that the soonest I could go back was the following year, my senior year. That made me so livid that I could barely stand it. I started skipping school again and going to visit my old high school. I was still passing my classes with pretty good grades but things weren’t going to end up good if I continued to skip school so after talking to Doug a bunch I started going to school a lot more. I still miss a day every couple of weeks but I have definitely improved. My progress has been substantial. My grades are really good but for some reason I can’t get any better than a 3.4 gpa. I swear I’ll be planning on having a bunch of A’s and they’ll be A’s till I get my report card and they end up being B’s. It doesn’t make sense to me because I’ll have A’s on the last day of the term but then on my report card it somehow changes. All together I couldn’t stand not making friends and eventually I became very social. Now that I have let Summit change my life I am very grateful for having been sent here. The people and faculty have really made an effect on my life. When I go back to Lone Peak next year I will not go back to my old ways. I will be getting good grades even if it kills me. Life has a strange way of teaching you lessons but I am so glad that I finally got the life lessons that I have from Summit.
-Alex
When I went to Lone Peak High School, I would constantly skip class because even though I would eat lunch every morning I still got really hungry and so did my friends, so we would go to one of there houses or somewhere to get food. Plus another thing that I have always had trouble with is the discipline to get up in the morning, so I would sleep in for a long time. And then when I felt like it I would go to school which was evidently not the best idea. I hated class mostly because I would miss so much that I never knew what was going on so it would be frustrating and embarrassing to go to class and have no idea what was going on. Since I hated paying attention in class because I was so far behind, I would just go back to sleep or I would just go walk around the halls. If I had money, I would go buy myself some food from the vending machines. I loved it because I would just go and screw around, I wouldn’t have to do hardly any work and I would just go hangout with my friends. I would go and talk to everyone in the halls and go with them out to lunch, basically I did whatever I wanted and I loved it.
School was a lot of fun when I wasn’t in class but eventually my dumb mistakes caught up to me. During the last term of my tenth grade year, my counselor brought me into her office and we sat down to talk. She told me that I needed to get my grades up, that I needed to start coming to school everyday and if I didn’t than I would have to find another way to get my credits. I kind of blew it off and didn’t really start doing much better but then she brought me in a couple more times and brought my aunt and uncle in too. She told us that if things didn’t improve than next year I would have to go to either East Shore, do electric high school or there was a third option of going to another school. Now that scared me. That meant I would have to leave all my friends. That was the last thing I wanted to happen so I kicked it into gear but it was to close to the end of the year to get them up. I tried really hard and I talked to my teachers trying to figure out a way to get my grades to at least passing. My grades went up and some of them were pretty decent but they weren’t good enough I still failed a couple of classes. So during the last couple of weeks of school my aunt, uncle and I all sat down with my counselor and talked. I was not going to be able to go to school next year. We had to figure out where I would go and finally my aunt decided that Summit was the place that I should go. She didn’t want to drive me to East Shore everyday and she didn’t want to pay for electronic high school.
I had the option of working with the janitor to get my credit for the classes that I passed but just had no credit for because of my lack of attendance but I only did that once and for some retarded reason decided that I’d rather hangout over the summer instead of taking a couple of hours to get my credit. So I went the whole summer just having a great time and finally the school year crept up on me. I was furious to be going to another school but decided that there was nothing I could do about it because I really needed that credit to graduate. My plan was to not make any friends and to just go to class, get good grades and then leave back to Lone Peak as soon as I could. I found out that the soonest I could go back was the following year, my senior year. That made me so livid that I could barely stand it. I started skipping school again and going to visit my old high school. I was still passing my classes with pretty good grades but things weren’t going to end up good if I continued to skip school so after talking to Doug a bunch I started going to school a lot more. I still miss a day every couple of weeks but I have definitely improved. My progress has been substantial. My grades are really good but for some reason I can’t get any better than a 3.4 gpa. I swear I’ll be planning on having a bunch of A’s and they’ll be A’s till I get my report card and they end up being B’s. It doesn’t make sense to me because I’ll have A’s on the last day of the term but then on my report card it somehow changes. All together I couldn’t stand not making friends and eventually I became very social. Now that I have let Summit change my life I am very grateful for having been sent here. The people and faculty have really made an effect on my life. When I go back to Lone Peak next year I will not go back to my old ways. I will be getting good grades even if it kills me. Life has a strange way of teaching you lessons but I am so glad that I finally got the life lessons that I have from Summit.
-Alex
Narrative: Body Paragraphs
On the first day of my trip me and my family went through Knott’s Berry Farm. Me and my cousin were able to go through the park by ourselves. We went on some of the fastest rides there. The fastest ride that we went on was the silver bullet. It’s one of those rollercoaster rides that your feet dangle down. I felt very excited to go on the silver bullet because it looked fun and when I went on it. It was one of the funnest rollercoaster rides that I have been on.
The next day, before we went to another theme park, we ate at our hotel. Our hotel was awesome. We had a big suite room. Both rooms had bathrooms, a TV in it and comfortable beds. The breakfast was magnificent. It was one of the best that I have had at a hotel. They had a big buffet and a big dining room. I felt very happy to eat all of the new things that I have never tried before.
After we ate breakfast, we went to California Adventures theme park. California Adventures is right across Disneyland so if we get bored at one theme park we can just go over to the next. Me and my cousin went on one of the coolest roller coasters. The roller coaster was called the screemin rollercoaster. It stops and starts to count down from 10 then takes off at a dead speed. The roller coaster goes through tunnels, loops and big turns. I really liked that rollercoaster. Me and my cousin liked that roller coaster so much we went on it like 10 times.
The last day of our trip we went to Universal Studios Hollywood. I thought that Universal Studios was really cool. It had all of the movie rides. This time we went as a family through this park. We went on the mummy rollercoaster, back to the future, and the Jurassic Park boat ride. I really liked the Jurassic park ride because it showed all of the dinosaurs and went down an 84 foot drop. One of the scariest things that we went on was the haunted house of horrors. That had all of the scary movies in it. One of the things that scared me was a guy chasing people around with a real chainsaw. There was also a box that chucky popped out of with a knife out of random.
Tayler
The next day, before we went to another theme park, we ate at our hotel. Our hotel was awesome. We had a big suite room. Both rooms had bathrooms, a TV in it and comfortable beds. The breakfast was magnificent. It was one of the best that I have had at a hotel. They had a big buffet and a big dining room. I felt very happy to eat all of the new things that I have never tried before.
After we ate breakfast, we went to California Adventures theme park. California Adventures is right across Disneyland so if we get bored at one theme park we can just go over to the next. Me and my cousin went on one of the coolest roller coasters. The roller coaster was called the screemin rollercoaster. It stops and starts to count down from 10 then takes off at a dead speed. The roller coaster goes through tunnels, loops and big turns. I really liked that rollercoaster. Me and my cousin liked that roller coaster so much we went on it like 10 times.
The last day of our trip we went to Universal Studios Hollywood. I thought that Universal Studios was really cool. It had all of the movie rides. This time we went as a family through this park. We went on the mummy rollercoaster, back to the future, and the Jurassic Park boat ride. I really liked the Jurassic park ride because it showed all of the dinosaurs and went down an 84 foot drop. One of the scariest things that we went on was the haunted house of horrors. That had all of the scary movies in it. One of the things that scared me was a guy chasing people around with a real chainsaw. There was also a box that chucky popped out of with a knife out of random.
Tayler
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