Dad

Date: 2/12/2019

I was back in elementary school and it was take your dad to school day but I couldn't find him. I rode my bike around town—which looked like the streets of Italy—but had no luck. I then gave him a call and he said he was lost in the school. I went back over to the school—which was designed like Aztec architecture—and ran around the halls looking for him. The overhead bell that rang indicating that the school day was over. I called my dad again and he said he was sorry for missing the day, so he promised to make it up to me by throwing me a party. I we t home and my bedroom was massive, it looked liked the gallery of a museum. I was thinking about ideas for my party, and I remembered that there was a party truck that needed fixing up in our backyard. I went to looked at it, and the truck was old and rusty, but I wanted to fix it up. It was blue and super long. It had three segments to it, like an ant, and each part of the truck had different party rooms in it. I thought it'd be amazing to get it running again.