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We left off when we drove out of the drive way of my beloved house for the last time. I was heart broken. I must have sat silent in the car for hours. All i wanted to do was jump out of the car and go home even if i had to walk.my mom kept telling me that forest ridge wasent my home anymore. i denied it. I sat in the car thinking of all the things i would miss. My best friend francises 11th birthday, my other best friend steffies 13th birthday, picknicking by the lake that was across from my house, skipping rocks,all my family and friends everything that i had known and loved for a little over 9 years. I tried to sleep but i couldent i just layed there and cried silently.b4 i knew it (or wanted to know it) we were passing the florida state line ( that ment we had been driveing for 8 hours). i got up looked out the back window and staired back at my home, thee only home i ever knew, the home that i wouldent see again for a year ( but thats another story saved for another entry). i watched it till it became a dot and i layed back down to cry some more. 2 hours later we reached the hotel in albama. my parents and siblings got ready to eat next door but i was tierd and had a head ache from crying so much,but i didnt tell them that. So we went. that was the same sheduale for 3 more days get up, drive 10 hours, check in, eat, go to sleep, and then do ir all over agian.untill finaly we got there. i would enjoyed the ride over the hoover dam a little (because it was so high) but i really had to pee and there was traffic. So that just added to my missary. And just to add to my missary my dad woulent even drive down town to see all the pretty lights i was told so much about over my lifetime. so we checked into the hotel and i sat on the bed for a wiel sulking thing about that at home all my friends and naboors were lighting fire works and how the newmans allways had the best that just flew up in the air like a bird ( it was 4th of july). and i rememberd how last 4th of july my dog got loose and all my friends chased him around the naiboorhood at 9 oclock at night giggleing and laughing and trying to corrner him and jump on him.it made me give a tiny smile ( the first one in over 4 days). but then my mom came in the room and said we were going down town to somewhere called the fremont street experiance.i got a little exsited cause i heard fire works comeing from there and i haddnt seen any all night. when we got there we saw a 2 minnit movie on a giant screen over the hole place, and ate dinner. we walked around a litte and still no fire works.i was so sad i almost started crying.my dad said he saw a fire work stand by the hotel and said we could get some when we came back. so we went there and they were fresh out as we walked back to the hotel i thought about how much fun my best friends were having. and cried more when we got back to the hotel. that was a 4th of july without a celibration.... cry
To Be Continued
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