One memory I will never forget is the time I was on vacation with my grandma, grandpa and sister. We decided to go to the haunted house at San Antonio TX. The Memory I have is when we were walking around a corner in the haunted house there was a guy dressed as a zombie behind these black bars reaching out at us and we had to walk pass it, the zombie waited til we passed him and then he pulled the bars apart revealing they were rubber bars and he came out to chase us from behind and it scared my grandma so bad that she pushed my grandpa who was in front of her into a wall and sprinted around two corners xD I had never seen my grandma run like that before, and the fact that she turned into an every man for themselves person and pushed my grandpa in a wall to get past him. 30 seconds later I saw my grandma walking back to us laughing lol.