~~~~~~~~~~~~~~three months earlier~~~~~~~~~~"Hey sweetheart are tu positive that tu don't want to go with me and your stepdad to New York" my mom dicho "yeah mom it would be nice to spend a couple of years with dad" I dicho "call me as soon as tu get off the the plane ok" mom dicho "mom calm down im 18 years old i am going to graduate in 11 months im not 12 anymore" I dicho "your right sweetie sorry" " its ok mom". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~At the airport~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ As I walked in the airport me and my mom dicho a tearful good bye and got in the plane to take me to Santa Carla,California.I then sighed saying "great from sunny Arizona to sunny and burning hot California".
