A Vacation to Remember

A Vacation to Remember It was August Fifteenth, 1991 and we were ready to embark on the, what was now becoming annual, family voyage to Cape Cod. I thought it was going to be the death of me having to share the back seat with my painfully annoying six year old sister for the six hour car ride. However having to listen to nonstop Raffi through the voice of a chipmunk couldn't prepare me for the …

…activities. The waves were better than ever and the houses hit hard were being rebuilt. Before I knew it, it was time to head home. Although our vacation was cut short by a calamity I still had a good time. I never admitted, but experiencing that hurricane made me the most petrified I had ever been in my life. Our world is constantly in perpetual turmoil and it makes me wonder what will happen next.