A Hero's Journey

It starts with me, my brother Frank, and my cousin Silas sitting in our rented house in Captiva Island, Florida while our parents were out in the town. We had been sitting there all morning waiting for something to do.

“I'm so bored, let's make some moves and find something to do,” I said.

“Let's go down to the beach,” Frank suggests.

“That's all we've done while we've been here let's do something different,” I said.

“We could go for a bike ride,” Silas suggested.

“That's a good idea, let's do that,” Frank says.

So we all headed outside hopped on our bikes and started riding down the road. We didn't know where we were going so we just rode down the road hoping it would lead us somewhere.

“Let's go this way,” my brother yelled as we came to a street.

We came to the end and it opened up to this big resort and waterpark place. Immediately we saw the water slides and wanted to somehow get our way in and start riding them. We parked our bikes and started thinking of ways to get in.

“We could try walking in and maybe they'll let us in,” Silas said.

“I don't think that'll work but we might as well give it a try,” I said.

We all headed towards the gate trying to look like we are supposed to be there. We got in line to get into the park and hoped we would get in.

We got to the front of the line and the lady running the gate said “Last name, please.”

“Smith,” my brother spited out hoping it would