Short Story: The Wake And Eggs

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My father always said, "Don't underestimate me. I know more than I say, think more than I speak, & notice more than you realize. Be unique and cultivate your morals. Be true to yourself and others around you.” His words and guidance pushed me to become a man of morals. I go throughout my day think I will become the greatest of all time. I looked up to the sky. The greatest rollercoaster was in my sight driving by in the passenger seat in California. He said to me, "Son, adrenaline is the greatest feeling of life apart from love. Go out into the world and be the greatest you can be." I was wondering what this old man was talking about. I looked at him with a blank and puzzled look as we arrived at Chick-fil-a. I walked in and saw the cutest…show more content…
She said, let's go get breakfast at this local breakfast joint around the corner. The breakfast house was called, "The Wake and Eggs." We walked in and sat down at a little booth in the corner in sight of the gracious view of the ocean. A glimpse of the ocean generated my whole life before my eyes. We could potentially have three kids: two boys and one girl. They would grow up to be successful. Emma asked, “ Steven, what are you looking at?” I said, “Emma, I am looking at your beautiful green eyes resemble the deep blue ocean.” Emma said, “Ahh thanks for the compliment. I love your pretty brown hazel eyes,…show more content…
We approached California Adventure theme park, the roller coaster was called, The Tragic Accident! Emma said, "Steven, will you hold my hand on this ride?" I replied, "It would be my honor to hold your hand." Suddenly, I had this urge to scream and curl up, but I knew I had to be brave for Emma. We walked toward our assigned seats. Sat down and prayed to God. I said, “But I don’t believe in God. I guess just this once I will become religious.” We were finally strapped in, slowly chugging up the tracks. ZOOM! The roller coaster was off in a flash of light! Next thing, I woke up from a massive hangover from the night before, nothing made sense but knew that I had to go to the bathroom. I said to myself, “That was the best dream I had all

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