ruising down Sunset Boulevard never in my life looked so perfect. It was summer vacation. My mom, dad, brother, and I had all decided to travel out of town for a week or so. We never thought we would have to deal with an uninvited guest before. I guess we were wrong.
As we were travelling, we did ordinary, family road trip things such as singing, stopping at every gas station for food, and arguing. Especially, arguing happened way too often. One gas station didn't seem normal to me, though. It was all run-down, and it looked as if it was about to cave in on us. I was running down the aisles, but suddenly a dark figure stopped my wandering eyes. The second I looked back, it was gone.
I heard a faint noise coming from the opposite direction. ''Dylan, what's wrong? It's time to go. You can't spend all your time jumping and running through aisles.'' My brother cut in. ''Yeah, stop bein' so immature.'' I knew they were right, and I had just lost most of my pride to my brother.
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