Well, let's see... Yesterday, I turned fifteen and flew back to AZ, the day before that I was at California Adventure all day, and the day before that I flew into California and went to the San Deigo Zoo. It was a long weekend. A long, tiring weekend.
Every summer my sibs and I have the choice of each of us flying out to see our dad, or have him come to us. Me and my sis chose to go to La Jolla, my bro chose for him to come here. By luck of the draw, I managed to go to dad's house my birthday weekend. Going to California Adventure was my b-day present from him and my grandma Gigi.
In honesty, I didn't really want to come home. I didn't miss my sibs trying to kill each other or the fact that my mom would always yell at them since neither of them understand the concept of getting their chores done. I really only came back 'cause my bestest friend in the whole world lives not too far from my house (Love ya, Danny!).
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Winged Scythe
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