Dirty Me/Ok, maybe it will be fun, but I am still not happy
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Current revision as of 07:22, 15 April 2014
You look at him again, grumbling a little.
"Maybe it will be fun, but I doubt it. All the bugs, and dirt. Ewww. I just wish I could stay here while you two go."
Your dad looks over at you, and you get the impression he is trying to keep himself from laughing.
"You know we cannot let you stay here by yourself for two weeks. I remember when you were little, you liked going camping."
You roll your eyes at him. "I am not 6 years old anymore. I am a grown woman."
He signs. "Yes, I know. You grew up so fast. You grew up too fast."
Sadness fleets across his face. "Anyways, lets go."
