Made it to London

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I woke up earlier than I normally do. Sad part is that I couldn't go back to sleep I was nervous about today and about seeing my father again for the first time in two years. What would I say? I thought, hello father its nice to see you after all this time. No that just sounds like your trying to bring up the past remember what mom said don't start something. I thought about it for hours until my alarm clock went off. I had completely forgotten that I would be leaving my only real friend behind for the whole summer. Then I heard mom get up which mean't time to eat and get ready to leave.

"Hey mom how did you sleep?" I said.

"I slept fine how about you?" She asked.

"I didn't sleep to long I was to nevous," I said.

"Everthing will be just fine you don't have to be nervous at all and I'm dropping you off at the airport in five hours and also Amy said she wants to go and see you off to London, " said my mother

"That's fine with me I guess," I said

After we finished talking I went and ate three eggs for breakfast than I went upstairs to shower and brush my teeth. Than I mde sure my bed was made and that my room was clean well I guess you could say it was my way of clean everthing in pile in the corner of the room. After all that was finished I went down stairs with my bags in hand Amy's house was about an hour drive which meant when we got to her house (hoping she was ready) we would have just enough time to say our good byes before I had to get on the plane. I was not the kind of person for mushy stuff so I just said good bye and left. The plane ride was long as fuck but I didn't really pay much attention to what was going on. Finally, I made it to London I got off the plane to a private car driver that was going to take me to the man I once apone a time called father. As the man drove through London I got to see alot of famous places I had never heard of until today. Finally, the deriver pulled on to a street with really big houses then he stopped right in front of the diggest house on the street.

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