Well, my parent's divorced about 3 years ago, and it was very hard on me since i was only 13. Now I'm 16, My mom lives in the cities, New York to be exact, her job is there. My Dad lives in California and his house is small, but who cares, we have a roof over are head and thats all I care about. It was summer time, and for summer I go to my Dad's He lives by a beach and it's beautiful there. My dad works for Apple Inc. And he makes a resonable amount of money. All my Dad says it keep my head up, everything happens for a reason.
When I got to my Dad's place, I got out of the cab and smelt the ocean and the sand, I missed it. I knocked on the door and he answered it, I gave him a big hug, and I smelt the burgers on the grill outside. I knew I was in for a great summer. I went to grab the mail, and there was a bright pink paper in there, those kinda papers mean either, parties, or town events in my eyes. I took a look at the heading.
Party Tomorrow Night at 8pm at Venice Beach!
I ran inside, and asked my Dad if I can go tomorrow and he said Yes! I was so excited! I didn't know anybody though, maybe I will meet people there, I hope. It was about 9 o'clock at night I was really tired, and I think it was time to sleep.
I think today is gonna be great, the party is tonight and, my dad said yes, I'm so excited! My dad woke me up, and brought me breakfest in bed, I truly think he his the most perfect dad in the world, his name is Joe, Joe Peterson. And my name is Mckayla. Before I came to California I got my permit.I took my dad for a drive to the mall, we got him some clothes, and I got some clothes of my own for the party tonight. When we got home it was 6:30, I got in the shower, and put the new clothes I got at the mall, a new pair of short shorts, and a cute tank top. It was time for the party.
