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Here i will post my poems and stories. I do realise not all of them will be perfect, and I accept that. If you do like something I have writen please let me know :) I hardly ever creatively write about anything that relates to me directly, so please never assume anything about me from what I write. If some things that I write offend you, I am sorry, but I do have freedom of speach ^.^

Friday, January 16, 2015

Short-lived Disneyland Adventure

           Tyrone and Jason are two little boys that were overjoyed to finally be able to go to Disneyland. Their parents decided to take them on the trip as a reward for their good grades and positive attitudes in school this year. Tyrone is eight years old and Jason is seven. Tyrone prefers to keep his head smooth and bald because he thinks that it makes him look more dangerous. Jason on the other hand, likes to grow his hair out a little more. Though they both supposedly acted very cool and collected at school, they were still mischievous little rascals at heart. Tyrone being the leader of their adventures, and Jason is the follower that goes along with whatever his big brother tells him to do.
            One their second day at Disneyland, Tyrone decided that he was getting bored being with his parents twenty-four seven. He saw his opportunity when Jason was in the restroom. Tyrone was standing outside of the restroom door waiting for Jason to finish. Then, the magical words were spoken to Tyrone from his mother, “Your father and I are going to go get some food for us all to chow down on. Stay right here with Jason until we get back. We will be right over there.” As she said the last sentence she pointed to a little eatery about one hundred feet away. The eight year old boy could barely contain his excitement.
            Tyrone heard a whoosh sound from the restroom, then moments later his brother walked out. After looking around, Jason asked, “Where’s Mommy? Where’s Daddy?” Tyrone responded incredibly quickly, “They wanted us to do some stuff on our own. So let’s go explore!” Jason replied in a slightly skeptical and nervous tone, “Oh… Okay…” Then Tyrone took off like a tiny rocket, pulling Jason’s arm so that he could keep up. They ran for what they thought was a good five minutes before Tyrone decided that they were far enough from their parents. Both of the boys were panting, but Tyrone still had a wide, toothy smile on his face.
            Next Tyrone nearly yelled, “Look Jason! Some people left their Mickey Mouse hats on the ground, let’s wear ‘em!” He picked up the black plastic hats and placed one on each of their heads. Jason spotted a bright pink color in the distance. Immediately his eyes lit up and he screamed enthusiastically, “TEACUPS! Let’s ride the teacups, Tyrone! TEEEACUUUPPS!” Jason took off sprinting towards the famous ride, with Tyrone following right on his heels. They stood in line while acting very giddy for a good fifteen minutes. After what seemed like an eternity, they were at the front of the line and finally allowed into the open area where they saw all of the outstanding oversized teacups. The only one left by the time they were let in was the pink one, but they were both O.K. with that. The ride started, and simultaneously the brothers put their hands on the wheel in the middle of the teacup. Soon they were both laughing exuberantly because they felt like their bodies were moving at the speed of light.
Then they heard their voices being called. Tyrone stopped laughing and let out an, “oh no…” under his breath. “GET DOWN!” Tyrone screeched and pushed Jason down. They both peaked out of the teacup, but that didn’t help too much because the pink teacup contraption was still spinning too fast for them to see. From that moment on, the ride seemed to last forever. Eventually it started slowing down, then it came to a complete stop. The boys slowly and cautiously got out of their safe-haven teacup of freedom. They both saw their parents waiting at the gate that everyone exits out of. Tyrone and Jason slumped their heads and shoulders while solemnly dragging their feet towards their infuriated parents.
           

2 comments:

  1. I'm glad you found the sweet photo that inspired your story! Those teacups, though..I can't handle them! The spinning makes me so sick. Tyrone is a rascal! I like what you said about his bald head being indicative of his rebellious , "dangerous" nature and how you described his taking "off like a tiny rocket." And "infuriated" is a great way to label the parents at the end! I would be so mad and relieved at the same time--losing track of your child is the most heart-pounding panic ever. Thanks for sharing your story, Ally!

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  2. This seems totally realistic. I can see exactly this going down. In fact, I probably got into similar mischief with my older brother! The way you depicted the teacup at the end, as their safe-haven, is great. That's how it really feels, when you have to leave a place you know is okay and walk into the arms of something worse- like your infuriated parents! Fabulous.

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