My mom abruptly questioned, “Does anyone want to skydive before we go home?” But we all new we couldn't jump out of a plane when it's literally pitch black at night.
But even so, for some weird reason, me, my brother and sister all restlessly barked at my mom, “Where!?”
Then my family’s eyes fell towards the addicting neon sign that read “SKYDIVING!” which kept on changing into different colors.