I was walking down the street and then I got to my house. I thought I was dreaming but really I wasn’t. I saw a sign on my house but I couldn’t see what it said because a big flower was covering it. Well, I’ll go back to the start where it had all began.
It was a few weeks ago now, on a warm dry day with the sun shining high in the sky. My parents were divorced and I was stuck right in the middle of it. Who was going to pay for my operation? By he way, I had fallen into a hole and had broken my leg. They kept fighting until I said I would pay for my own operation and guess what? My parents got back together because they were proud of me for being so grown up and they paid for my operation.