Coney Island: Personal Narrative

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My most wonderful thoughts are with my parents on all the Coney Island trips they took me on. My parents always take time to do things that would keep me happy. They are the type of parents that always made time in their busy schedule for me. Coney Island was one of the ways they made me happy, and we spent lots of family time there bonding. Whenever we visited there, my parents and I always tried different foods. I was always the one to take the first bite. My first time eating frog legs was with my parents on Coney Island, I remember how much I love the taste of them. After we ate we would go on some thrilling rides, they were so much fun, and one of my favorite things to do with them was to sit on the boardwalk and watch the sunset into

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