When my Grandma and Grandpa Peterson were alive, they had a cabin up north. Me and my family loved going up there when me and my brother were little. I loved watching the waves on the lake. I loved looking at the lake in the winter. One time me and my Dad went to watch one of our friends, Tom, run in a vintage snowmobile race. On the way home, we stopped at the cabin and stayed overnight. When my Dad shut off the lights, I looked out at the lake and I fell asleep.