Six flags: My Best Day Ever

     When I went to six flags it was the best day ever. It wasnt the best day of my life, such as my siblings being born or something big like that, but it was a great day of childhood. The kind that you'll always remember and could be a conversation starter. I was eleven when I went to Six flags for the first time I can remember. I had gone once before when I was younger, but I don't remember. My mom said that I got lost on that trip so I guess that its good that I don't remember.It was my eleventh birthday when my mom de died that I was old enough to go. It was Me, my mom, our neighbor, and our neighbor's nephew. Our neighbor Raul had been my moms firmd since childhood and his nephew Elijah, who was my age, but a little older so we got along. Mom and Raul are chickens so they didn't get on many rides, but me and Elijah went on so many, without taking breaks. It was a good time because the rides were fun and the lines were long, but I had good company while waiting. After all of that we ended the day with a funnel cake. I shared one with my mom and Raul and Elijah shared. Even after all the tiring walking, we stood up to watch a scary movie.