“But I don’t want to go to Russia!’’,I yelled.”It wold be okay if it were for 2 months,but 2 years!I mean,c’mon MOM!’’,I felt a swell of emotions I hardly ever felt.
Mostly,sadness and anger because I wouldn’t be able to see my friends til after 2 years,but my parents would proably not alough me to actually visit until later on.
Next day was sad as I said bye to all of my friends.
After about a 3 hour flight,I glanced outside and saw forest green colored grass.
Drops of water covered the plants,so I think it had just rained.
The sun shimmered down on the plants creating an amazing glittering effect.
We drove the rest of the way and when we got there,my family rushed outside to greet us.
Grandma shook my parents hands,but her eyes were locked on me.
During dinner,my uncle stared at me and laughed as if he were crazy.After that,he asked me to go fishing with him tommorow.
My dad then kicked me underneath the table.
“Uhm..Sure”,I sighed,glaring at my parents. Who makes their kid go alone fishing with a nutcase?