Personal Narrative: My Trip To Cedar Point

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"Sixteen at last!" That's what I remember thinking as my dad wound the camper out of the driveway. We were leaving on a two-week trip all over the northeastern coast, and we were ready to work our way up to Maine and come back to end at Cedar Point exactly 14 days later. It was July 3rd, and I had just finished celebrating my sixteenth birthday. Instead of relaxing in this new age for myself, I would be whipped from one place to the next. I had dreaded the thought of leaving my friends for several months, but now it was really happening. At the time, I didn't realize that the separation would barely cross my mind as I entered my own personal horror movie. It happened one hour into the trip. I was at a gas station in quite literally the middle