October 8, 2009
Writing #2





The Best Memory ever
IT was a hot summer afternoon, the sky was baby blue and the sun smiled brightly over their heads. It was around 4:00 as I turned and saw a lake with big tall trees around it. There was camp sites around the lake also as Glenn and Cody were riding there four-wheeler, as they were riding fish were jumping out of the water. They saw a mud pit for four-wheelers. So they went mud pit and Glenn said,
“ I need a little bit more gas, so I am going back to the river lot.”

“Ok it will stay here with your four-wheeler and you can take mine,” Replied Cody.
Glenn four-wheeler was bigger than Cody. Cody thought to himself, “he still has a little bit of gas left. Maybe I can ride it.” Cody hopped on the four-wheeler and started to ride it. Glenn came back and said to Cody “what are you doing?” “Riding your four-wheeler.” Cody replied. Glenn and Cody were laughing for a while. The sky was getting dark and the sun waved good night to us as it went down. As they were riding back to the river lot people had bomb fires and having fun. Cody and Glenn were having even more fun telling their story to people up to this day.