Homesick

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Emily

Saturday, June 1

As I packed for our yearly family vacation, my twin sister Abby ran up the stairs. "Em! Moms home and she brought chocolate!" My sister was obsessed with chocolate. She ate a piece every day. We ran down the stairs and grabbed the chocolate from our mom. Mom and dad were finished packing and me and Abby only had a few hours left to pack. We always waited till the last minute, always hanging out with friends, or visiting relatives on short notice. My dad drove so he wanted to leave at night when there wasn't a lot of people on the highway. Once we'd finally finished packing, we packed everything into the car and headed down the familiar road to the highway. I'd lived in Pennsylvania all my life, so leaving for the two weeks every year usually made me homesick.

"Can we stop for lunch I'm hungry", Abby whined. I was getting hungry too, so we pulled over at a pizza hut and had lunch. We'd finished but remained where we were, stretching out legs, using the bathroom; we'd already been in the car for five hours. It took eight to get to Virginia Beach, Virginia. That's where we went every year. We usually stayed in the same hotel, but this year we rented a house just off the road to the beach. Apparently, somebody had given my dad a hard time or something like that last year, so we weren't going to the hotel this year.

Abby was asleep by the time we got to the house, it looked really cool and big, and I couldn't wait to explore it. I shook Abby to wake up. "Wake up, we're here", I said. She stumbled out of the car, her blonde hair falling over her blue-gray eyes. I thought she was the prettier twin, but she said otherwise. Always wishing she had my features. Our parents say we look the same, but I think we have different traits they don't see.

Abby and I made our way into the house, fighting over who gets the big bedroom. "We get the biggest bedroom, you two. So once we find that you'll have to fight over a different one". Parents always get the big one. I sighed and ran upstairs, hoping for a big window with a bay seat and a ocean view. Abby found her room and I took the one next to hers. I didn't get the bay-seat window, but I did get a pretty ocean view.

We went down to the beach for some night swimming and went back around twelve midnight. My mom went right to bed, but my dad snuck us out to get ice cream.