Life


 * My First Story **

One day my mom and dad started bickering. It all started when they got over a fight about you should not be working too much. My mom was very destructive then a tornado that night. My dad was like a bull in a china shop. I was about eight or nine. I did not understand a thing that was going on. A couple days later it happened again except the police were involved with this fight. The next week they decided to get a divorce. Everything changed we would have to visit one parent each weekend. It was terrible. Now I do not really care anymore. We do not keep to the schedule at all.


 * My Second Story **

A couple years later I woke up and we were heading to the airport. We were going to Orlando, Florida to Universal Studios. We got there and decided to head to our hotel and check in. The hotel was as rich as a king. By the next day, we were ready to go to the beach. We got to the beach, and it was prettier then a flower. That day we boogie boarded all day. The next summer day we went to the big Universal Studios. We rode rollercoaster’s that screamed when we went down a large hill. After that we went to the beach again.


 * My Third Story **

When I go to the driving school, it looked really boring. One thing I noticed the place was boring, lonely, sad because people were nervous about kids getting there permit. I took the written exam, I took the eye exams, I took both exams and passed them. When I passed the exams my mom was sad. My mom was worried now because she would be teaching me to drive. That day I got home and I showed my permit off to my family. That upcoming weekend I got to drive for the first time. media type="custom" key="7843313" align="left"