Thrills and Chills

“Thrills and Chills” My alarm goes off at seven o’clock in the mourning, as I roll over in my bed to turn it off. Lying there half-asleep I begin to grin as my mom comes in to turn my light on. As she opens the door I can smell the alluring smell of coffee and fresh biscuits. Leaving the room she yells back, “Dallas traffic is not fun in the mourning!” It does not …

…the same feeling every time. The feeling of being a kid and feeling as you are invincible to the world with the wind in your face as you turn upside down. It is the smile on the whole family’s face when we are together having fun and being together without the burdens of our everyday life. I would go here everyday if I could just to feel happy and excited all day. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ **Bibliography**