Carlos had his tickets in his back pocket and an umbrella in his hand as he walked to Alfonso’s house. Him mom had given him them as a reward for doing all his chores, and there was no one he would rather go to the Amusement Park with than Alfonso. Even in the rain, he was sure that the park would be a blast.
As he turned the corner, he noticed that Alfonso’s car wasn’t in the driveway. About to leave, he saw a light in the garage, and there was Alfonso Fonzio, washing his car like he does every Friday morning. “Hi Carlos, what’s up?”
“I got tickets to the Amusement Park. Did you want to go?”
“Sure,” Alfonso said as he tossed his drying cloth on the hood of his car. “Let me get changed.”
Alfonso returned with his umbrella and the two friends walked down the street. Lights sparkled ahead of the friends as they got closer and closer to the entrance. Carlos proudly presented the tickets and the friends walked in.
“Not many people here,” Alfonso said as they walked to the first ride.
“Must be the rain, more rides for us,” Carlos said.
The two friends climbed up the ramp of the first ride, the Retcherator. The Retcherator was known for making people ill from how many twists, turns, ups, downs, fasts, slows, roundabout…. The two friends climbed in the first car and got buckled in. No one else got on the ride, and soon they were clicking up the first hill…
Click, click, click, click…
“This isn’t so bad,” Carlos said as he looked around. They could see the whole park from…
HEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!
Down they went, faster and faster. Carlos’ hat flew off his head as they zoomed down the hill. His stomach hopped and jumped until finally, they slowed…. Click, click, click, click….
“What do you want to ride NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXTTTTTTTTT!!!”
Down they go again, hop, jump, up, down, back forth, until finally, the ride ended and they both walked dizzily out.
“Next ride?” Carlos asked.
Alfonso shook his head and pointed to the snack stand. “Maybe an ice cream.”
Carlos nodded, and the two took their umbrellas, walking to the ice cream stand. “Two vanilla cones, please?”
Suddenly, the ground quaked with a thunderous roar. The sky grew darker and darker when they took their cones and sat down. They eagerly ate the cold cream as they watched the stand close up. Suddenly, an attendant came by. “Sorry fellas, the park’s closed.”
Groaning, the two followed the attendant out the park with rain checks for a sunnier day. Carlos and Alfonso walked back to Alfonso’s house, where Carlos handed him Carlos’ pass. “What’s that for, Carlos?”
“I don’t think Amusement Parks are my thing, Alfonso.”
“Ok,” Alfonso said, taking the ticket. “Thanks.”
Carlos nodded, his stomach still queasy from the Retcherator. “See you next week?”
Alfonso nodded before walking into his house, “See you Friday.”
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