"Where do you wanna go son?" My dad asked, I was mad because he didn't ask me! "I don't know" He replied, shrugging his shoulders. My mouth transformed as a smile, hoping he would ask me, but he didn't , he chose the place himself. Such a disappointing time.
"How about Sylvia Park?" My dad questioned. "YES,YES,YES" I shouted. We found a carpark and got out of the car. As I got out the chills were stroking my hair 'such a wonderful evening' I thought to myself. We went through the entrance and Christmas songs were jingling.
We thought about going to the warehouse , because I saw some cute outfits and my brother saw cool boy stuff and my dad saw cologne! First we stopped by some red Christmas socks and it was really HUGE!
I walked along the shoe shelf and stopped by a really nice looking shoe for school! Then in a blink of an eye I forgot about it and went back to my dad. We got near the music , game, television shelf. "ooooooo, the DNA album must be here! IT HAS TO BE HERE" I said, in a wierd way. I looked through all the boxes filled with albums, but no sign:(
''What is that smell?" I asked. "gas" my brother said. "you farted!" I replied. "No, gas, car gas duh?" He said. After buying all the pieces of chocolates (the only things we bought) we hoped to come back:)
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