Same day as last chapter
I'm riding my bike still around the neighborhood and as I make my way back to my grandmas house I see a car pull up! "Tio Lupe" (Tio is uncle in Spanish)
And I remember he got out of his car and gave me a hug. I told him how my mom was at work and how grandma was watching em till my mom gets home.
30 minutes later
My grandma finishes dinner it's around 2:30 and my mom doesn't come home till 5.
We finish up dinner and I head outside to my bike. Yes Ik I'm obsessed with my bike. My uncle comes out and is just watching me ride. I walked up to him and asked if he could raise my seat and take my training wheels off and he said he needs my help to reach the hammer.------
Sorry this is short and kinda boring but keep in mind it's all true and I kinda don't know how to write a story version of this if that makes sense 😂❤️

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Non-FictionThis is a true story about myself and talking about how to get past this