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Runway to America

By Tashneal Africa

I love the smell of the fresh air of the ocean. The smell of the salt from the ocean you are so close. I can feel the waves of the ocean rushing on my skin. I see my friend's little brother making a sandcastle with the white sand. When I come to the beach it the only place that I can get away from my crazy family. Ring Ring  I snapped out of my thoughts and answered  my phone

"Hey honey," My mother said on the phone.

"Hey mom what ups"

"Honey I need up to come back to the house,"

"Why?" I asked

"Because I said so"

"But mom I said the I was gong to the beach for few hours."

"I don't  care! COME HOME NOW!" she said yelling through the phone

" Fine. Whatever" I said with a blank tone, hanging up the phone before she got a chase to reply.

I ran back in the water and played for 20 minutes, the I decide it was time for me to go home. I took my time walking home . I looked at the beautiful flower on the sid3e road I could smell the honey and vanilla for the plant. I turned around realizing that I was on hill I could see the everything, I looked at my watch and it was 1:30 pm with that I started run fast as my legs would take me. I saw my house and ran up the stairs

"I am home, I am going to take a shower" I said

"Okay make it quick your dad is coming over"

"why? is daddy okay? is he moving back in? I asked quickly

" Moving back- no he not moving back in and yes he fine" she said

 " then why is daddy coming?"

"because we need to talk as a family." she stated blankly