Date: 7/15/2016
By 041101
I never grew up with parents fighting just to make sure you know that. So here's my dream: I wasn't in the dream but I was watching it like a movie. Well anyway there was a woman and a man who got married and had a son. By the age of 4 the parents began to fight so they agreed on a divorce. It was fine for awhile the child went back and forth with the parents. The mother was very uppity and always made sure he was proper 24/7. The father on the other hand was very laid back with his son and loved him very much. He let his son be a kid unlike the mother. The father decided after his son told him about how mean the mother was he decided to try and win custody over the boy. It was true the mother was very mean and rude to the kid. So he told his son don't worry you'll be with me soon. So they went to court and the judge couldn't decide so they decided on a bike race. Who ever got to the child first won the child. It was late at night and raining. The parents put their helmets on and went down and up steps while riding their bikes. The mother thought she knew a short cut so she quickly took it. The father knowing that she thought that that was a short cut, he took his short cut that was the fastest. The mother got there and there was no child there. She hurried up and pulled out her cell phone and called her ex-husband. He answered while on a private jet just taking off. She asked him where he was and he told her that he won and is now happily with his son. The End.