"summer here"

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        June 13

Me: it's the last day of school no more teachers work projects Break ups drama nothing and I finally have 3 in a half months to do whatever I want!

Mom: DANCIE I NEED TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT SOMETHING

me: coming mom ( I hopped down the stairs like a manic).

Mom: first why are you so happy?

Me: mom is "June 13"!

Mom: I don't get it

Me: the last day of school....

Mom: of yeah you reminded me since you're dad is not here we can't go on the cruise..... And you have to get a job.

Me: WHAT?! MOM THIS BETTER BE A JOKE. right?

Mom: I wish I could say it was.

Me: where is dad?

Mom: on a "business" trip but I know where he is really at.

Me:??

Mom: ERICKA Arch's house.....

Me: who's that.....

   ( Door opens)

Dad: honey I'm home

Mom: where were you?? Does it start with an e?

Me: I'll just be in my room..
 

I hate when they argue they never can not just have a nice day they been doing this since I was in the first grade.

Younger me: mommy I got a gold star!

Younger mom: honey that is..........* RING RING* HELLO. WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN? OH SURE YOU HAD TO WORK LATE. YOUR LYING I KNOW YOU'RE WITH HER! * HANGS UP*

AND ONE HOUR LATER..

the front door open

Younger me: daddy I got a gold......

Younger dad: where is your mom

Younger me: * sighs* over there dad I'll be in my room.......
    End of the past

Me: they never got along ever not on my birthday, Easter, Christmas, nothing. But that never stopped us from going on cruises.

Mom: honey pack your bags were going to live with aunt dixy.

Me: ok. I'm pretty sure your asking why I didn't all why. Well you see there is this thing called minding my business and going with flow...   

Two hours later....

We are at a bus stop.. Two old man, one old lady, a father with a son about 16 my age, and a all skinny legged women.

Me: ( taps foot ) mom um why did we have to go I just broke the rule btw

Mom: because you have a physio father.

Me: * sighs * whatever you say ( plugs headphones in ears)

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