The photo-booth

  I was really excited about being back with my aunt and uncle. I had missed the, so much!

  I had grown up with them and nothing would stand in the way of spending time with them. Although I don't remember much about them; I loved me still.

  Sitting at the pizza place all together is the best thing I have done my whole trip. They even let me choose the pizza! I couldn't have been more excited than there.

  My mom and dad were happy because we were a,l together again, but my sister was not thrilled. She was born in LA and didn't know my aunt and uncle, but that didn't stop her from hating them. I think she disliked them because they mostly cared about me, but after a while she smiled and got along just fine.

  We had a great time at dinner and we even stay until the place closed. W had lost track of time during our meeting. We did not want to leave without something to remember our meeting and short period reunion, but we didn't know what to do.  Started walking out of the restaurant, when suddenly we saw it.

  The Photo-booth! 

  That photo-booth was going to be out memory.

  My aunt and uncle insisted on having two shots of me and my sister and one with all of us in it.

  The 1st time wasn't that great. My sister and I had good shots, but when my mom and aunt got in the picture it failed. Luckily my dad and uncle seemed to have a clue of what to do and that shot looked good!

  We tried again for my mom and aunts sake, but it still failed. My dad and uncle, on the other hand, were perfect once more!

  Some pictures might not be the best, might look nasty, but the nastier the picture, the better the memory.