LA IV 2nd hour
My Family Reunion
My head was pounding with tension as my family and I ventured down the long curvy road towards the place I had dreaded going for weeks. I had told my mom over and over again that I didn’t want to go four hours away from home for the entire weekend, but I had no choice. As we pulled up to the glossy front doors, the anxiousness built up quicker than ever. I couldn’t wait to get out of that hot stuffy car. Being in a vehicle with five people and enough luggage to stay for 3 months wasn’t exactly how I wanted to spend my Friday. As I stepped out of the vehicle, I saw many familiar faces but I couldn’t remember all the names to match the many faces mingling and conversing on what they’ve been doing and how the kids were. Immediately I knew we had made it to our family reunion in Branson. And regardless of whether I wanted to be here for the next three days not, I knew I had to make the best of it.
As we walked through the crystal clear front doors, the smell of chlorine and fresh bed sheets filled the air around me. My mom went to the elegant granite counter tops, and checked us in. As soon as I got my key, I went straight to the room and laid on the bed. I was exhausted from the ride down and not to mention the altitude made my ears feel like I was on a plane two miles in the air. Even though I had been up since 6 that morning, my mom insisted that I go out to the pool area around my family. I put on my favorite black and blue swimsuit and headed out the door. When I walked out the door to the pool, the smell of chlorine became even stronger and the heat was almost unbearable. At that time I was welcomed by the smiles and laughter of many distant aunts, uncles, and especially cousins. I walked over to the area of tables next to the pool and treated myself to a plate of delicious food from the buffet the family had set up. At first, I felt shy and awkward around my family, but after a...