Hi I'm Zac I'm going on a vacation with my mum and dad So I need to pack. my dad said it would be good if I wrote a journal. Dad thinks that it is important to keep memory's. Tomorrow is leaving day so I'm pretty exited. The plane leaves at two am in the morning so we will wake up really early. "Dinners ready"shouts mum "ok" I shout back I walk down my stairs to the kitchen and sit on a stool. Dad looks at me "son" said dad " yes" I replied "well we have decided that plane we were thinking of catching to America well it's to much money" said dad in a soft voice suddenly my heart dropped my emotion went from exited to sad.
"What" I replied in a sad voice "are we not going to America " "yes" said dad were not going America dad passes me my favourite food lasagna "sorry I'm not hungry" I say as I walk back to my bedroom and my little dog Buster comes up and gives me a lick on my leg. Mum doesn't want Buster she wants to sell him.
I sit down on my stool and think about America wouldn't it be a wonderful place. Buster pushes hi head into me. I sit back in my bed and close my eyes. As the birds tweet in the background I wake up and and walk down the stairs into the kitchen. I open the door to the living room.
