Thanksgiving Vacation: A Short Story

Thanksgiving vacation, I traveled to Belton with my family. When we arrived I was so happy to see my cousins and they were just as happy to see me. In Belton, my grandparents own 26 acres, and near the back part there is a huge inviting treehouse. Right below the treehouse is an old broken truck, the kind seen in junkyards. My cousins and I cruised on the four wheelers and rode around the entire property over and over again. Hungry for lunch, we went inside and devoured Grandma’s tip top grilled cheeses sandwiches made with love, and drank ice cold lemonade. After we stuffed our faces we trotted to the towering treehouse. When we finally made it there we started climbing to the very top of the tree house when we finally got to the top of the tree house. we seemed to look
When I decided to ask Andrew if he wanted to upspring off the treehouse into the buggy feet first finally after a lot of thinking we decided to upspring off the treehouse into the buggy. whenever we plunged on the truck we landed with a thump!!!!!!!!!! I could not believe that we did not hurt anything. I was so happy I started walking with my chin up and did not notice the car jack right below me and tripped on it and massacre my knee open and blood gushed out all over the truck. my cousin Andrew had to run to get help and when help finally arrived I thought I had lost a quarter of all of my