On the airplane, I kept asking my mom if we’re there yet. Finally, after breakfast, my mom said(the actual time is about 45 minutes)there is 1 hour left. I was still finishing my dessert, but Gloria said she didn’t feel well(Who cares?). Time passed. “We’re here!!” We got our luggage and then we went on this path with lots of people. At the end we found our family and went home. So we’re there and settled down. And THEN we went to a restaurant and I didn’t feel well and went on the toilet and I cried because I miss someone. And then I ate. Then I went home. And I went to many different places and lots of happenings. I can only say some. Like the time of my cousin’s birthday party. I had fun but all of a sudden I had a crying attack because I miss somebody. And the time I pick up somebody.
To be continued. . . .
Who’s the person you miss? Me? Kyle? Andy? All of us? I miss you, and so does Andy! Time passes, like you said above, so soon we can have a sleepover! My new house can make at least 2 to 3 bedrooms in the attic! On my B-day, when we’re both 12, I think. Miss ya!