Driving down the rocky, bumpy gravel road we all began talking.
" Where are we going?" I said in my little 10 year old voice.
" To the beach." They told me.
" How far is that?" I asked curiously.
" About 6 Hours." They told Madison and I gently.
" Ugh!" I groaned in their direction.
"Ugh!" Madison mocked me.
We had been driving about 4 hours when We all decided to stop and get something to eat, at the nearby taco bell.
Slowly, I walked in foot after foot, pulling the door handle and walking inside. Misty and cold, I could smell a hint of taco meat.
We all sat down at one of those big tables, and ate our food. My sister and I got quesedillas, and our parents got sweet potatoes and soft tacos.
After we had all finished eating, we got back in the car, and drove for about another 2 hours, and arrived at our destination.
Opening the front door of the resort, I stepped inside behind my grandparents and waited behind the tall desk while my grandparents signed us in, or whatever.
Once we were done with the hotel sign in or whatever, we pulled our large suitcases out of the trunk of the car, and hurdled them up the stairs and through the door of our resort room. 186b.
" How long are we staying?" I said to Mary, my grandma after we had all settled in and were in the living room.
" 2 weeks." She responded. " Maybe more.
" Okay." I said shakily.
I wonder if I will ever see mother again? Will I stay with her or Will I not?
What will happen now?
Only god knows I guess.
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~ If I Stay~
Teen FictionThis story is about a girl and her struggles she has to face in life, with her drug, and achohol addicted parents, and her hope in finding someone with the same life problems as her own and together they walk through life one step at a time, togethe...
