The Truth

Dad's Day

I woke up easy enough and flung my hand to the bedside table. I grabbed my retainer container, took out my retainer, and put it in the box. Then I took my "mental" pill. It was cloudy out but obviously the clouds would leave towards the afternoon so I threw on a black SHORT sleeved shirt with white tassels, boot cut jeans and my worn out blue tennis shoes.

I grabbed my phone and jumped down the stairs to where my father, Joseph, and sister ,Ray, were sitting down watching TV. "I want to take you to the archery range today" my father told me so I loaded up our Prius with his and my bows, arrows, releases, and arm guards. my dad came out of the house and we got on the road.

I felt excited. I never got to hang out with my dad and when I did he never listens to me. I even took up hunting just so I could spend more time with him. when I shot my first animal
,a record holding turkey, I was sobbing because I hated that I took its life but I played it off as I was "sooo happy". As if, I can't stand hunting shows but I love the feel of the bow in my hand, and the feeling of being my dads hunting girl. but I lost the last feeling about a year ago.

We got to the range and I took off the jean jacket I was wearing, then put on my release and arm guard. turkey season was starting soon so my dad had set up the blades I would use to take down a turkey. he set up my target ,which was a paper taped to jeans with a turkey head on it, and I pulled my bow back, held my breath,closed one eye and let go. the arrow hit the turkeys throat dead on "nice" I heard my dad say. he then stepped up but immeadiatly had to step down and readjust his bow since his sights were out of alignment.

I'll spare you the agonizing boredom of what happened next and sum it up quickly. my dad volunteered to set up targets for a live shoot which is basically shooting at targets that look like real animals. After that though we got to talking and since I needed more tees and tennis shoes, and he needed shorts, that he'd take me shopping. Thank god because my mom does not know how to let me find cloths I like and the cloths she picks out are not appropriate for the season we are in.

I picked out gray and peach nikes and three cute ,school appropriate, t-s from American Eagle. and he got some tan colored shorts from a work out store.
I then got a text from my friend asking if I'd like to hang out since she was at Nicole's ,Nicole lives near me, i quickly texted yes and they said they're start to walk to my house.

I arrived at my house and raced inside, I changed into my new sneakers and then ripped my shirt off. "Woah" my dad said and covered his eyes. please like he hasn't seen my bra before. I ripped on a new shirt with a logo of
"Land Of Make Belive" and then heard the doorbell. May my dog raced to the door and Nicole and Alex came in. "what do you want to do?" I asked. Nicole shrugged and Alex replied "I don't know". I got an idea and raced to the garage wear an old Christmas present sat, a music machine that you could attach your phone to so that you could choose your music, it also had 2 microphones. we sang songs like the cup song, titanium, and pony boy.

After we sang they had to leave so I went up my room. Sunday after noons, what can you do but start a story so right now I'm caught up to the present.

💥Dairy page one done. if you think you know me cool but don't bring up this story, I doubted if I should even right it since their would be a lot of personal information but my name is the only thing that could be used, there are a million 13 year old girls. also don't leave suggestions because this is not made up and I will not make anything up. lastly look up the song pony boy
its actually pretty good💥