Part 8 (1/2)

Did I just write that? I did!

It feels totally strange to write that I had a good time with my sisters, but I actually did. And I'm not saying that just because I feel bad (which I still do) about losing them the other day.

When May and June and I went to the lobby to buy candy, May saw some kids throwing Jelly Bellies at each other and decided we should too. I said it sounded like fun, and June said it would be even more fun if we did it from a high floor in our hotel, which has hallways around each floor and a big, open atrium in the middle with lots of people wandering around in the lobby below.

So May and June and I bought a bag of Jelly Bellies and went up to the 5th floor and started throwing them at people in the lobby. Every time we'd throw a Jelly Belly and hit somebody, we'd duck down behind the balcony ledge so no one in the lobby would know where the Jelly Bellies were coming from, and then we'd laugh hysterically. In addition to having super-human strength, May also has amazing aim, so she did most of the throwing. She didn't throw hard enough to hurt anybody, but it was enough to make them jump.

I know throwing Jelly Bellies at people is wrong, and I feel badly saying this, but laughing and throwing Jelly Bellies at people with my sisters was a lot of fun.

When we finished, we sat down on the floor of the hallway and fed each other the rest of the Jelly Bellies and tried to guess the flavors. After that, I took May and June to the pool at our hotel, and then we went on the Monorail, an elevated train that took us all over Disney World. It was amazing. We could see the parks and rides and hotels and people out the window.

When we got back to our hotel, May and June held my hands on the way back to the room. It was like a really cheesy moment from a made-for-TV movie where something bad happens to a family then everyone gets really close. But the truth is a it was sweet.

Happy July 4!

9:15 A.M.

Cinderella's Castle

We just ate breakfast at Cinderella's castle. June waited around for a really long time to get Cinderella's autograph, and when she got it, she gave it to me and said she wanted me to have it.

Honestly, I really don't care about Cinderella's autograph, but I knew how much it meant to June. So I told her we could keep it in a safe place in her room and that it would belong to both of us.

Mom told me she was proud of me for handling the situation in such a mature way.

It was weird to hear her say that. But weird in a good way.

Well, I must be off for another amusing day. Ha! Amus.e.m.e.nt parks. Amusing. Sometimes I crack myself up.

10:55 P.M.

In our room

Fun day

Lots of rides

Lots of fireworks

Tonight we saw the biggest, most awesome fireworks show ever. There was red, white, and blue everywhere you looked. It had music, too.

I hate to say it, but it was even bigger and more awesome than the fireworks over Silver Lake at camp.

Whoa a camp. Fireworks. Friends. My brain hadn't thought about all that for what feels like a long time. I don't think there was anything good about losing my little sisters on vacation, but it did make me forget about all the stuff I'm usually obsessed with.

Even though part of me can't help thinking about Billy and Brynn and wondering what's going on at camp without me, part of me is glad to be where I am.

Friday, July 5, 10:45 P.M.

In our room

Last night at Disney World

Another fun day of rides and slides. We went to a water park called Blizzard Beach that was so cool. Literally. It was like being in a blizzard and at the beach at the same time. We went down a bunch of water slides, and we went rafting and tobogganing too. We even got to go on a chair-lift like the kind they have at ski resorts.

May kept trying to pick people up when they came off the chair lift. When she started doing it, I told her to stop because it was embarra.s.sing. Then I decided to let her do whatever she wanted because I didn't know anyone anyway. The funny thing is that when I stopped telling her not to pick people up, she stopped picking people up.

Tonight is our last night here. Tomorrow morning, we leave for the Florida Keys to go snorkeling for four days. I have to admit that what started out as the worst trip ever has had its moments. And by that, shockingly, I mean good ones.