Short Story: The Day Going To Mackinac Island

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“Hey hey, get up!” My mom screamed at me. “What is it mom, it’s 6:41 in the morning” I moaned as I rolled over. “We are running late, as always” she yelled. That’s when i remembered that today was the day we were going to Mackinac Island. I have been waiting for this day for over two weeks and it was finally here. I sprinted out of my room and ran straight for the bathroom. I flung the shower on and hopped in. “Ahhhhhhh” I screamed the water was so cold. I jumped out and through on a pair of shorts and a tank top. I grabbed my sandals and ran across our rocky gravel driveway right into my moms blue gmc envoy. My feet were burning and on fire but we were on our way. We drove for about ten minutes and went right past the free way. I was so puzzled and confused I asked my dad “where are we going.”…show more content…
“What is it!” I asked. “When i was about your age my dad took me to Mackinac, so he’s coming with us.” He said. This is when I knew that Mackinac Island has been a tradition for our family and that someday I would be taking my kids. When my grandpa first got in the car I was kind of nervous because before this day i didn't know much about him, but that would all change very quickly at Mackinac Island. My grandpa had that old person smell and a funny wobble, but a very mean look and he sat right next to me. We pulled out of my grandparents smooth glossy black driveway and we were on our way. Ten minutes into the drive my grandpa tapped me on the shoulder and said “you see that semi in front of us?” “Ya, what about it?” I responded. “I used to drive one just like it, it had the night sky painted on the sid, and shiny purple rims, with the most comfortable leather seats.” He

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