"Why do I have to go?" I yelled and my dad.
My psycho parents wanted me to..."accompany them to a small quaint cabin next to the lake"...that's what the letter I found on my nightstand said anyway.
I then wrote a letter back saying that I politely turn down the invitation.
My dad replied with a letter that said something like..."Well, you can politely pack your bags because you're going! No choice..."
I blame them for what happened to me there.
"Because Kasey this is a family vacation, and I want both of my daughter's there not just the youngest." my dad said back as he read the daily paper. He didn't even look up at me.
"But dad, I was supposed..." I started to say, but my mother cut me off.
"You were supposed to go to a concert...we know, we know!" she sneered. "We know how badly you wanted to go to the concert, but you have to com with us!"
I gave up on even trying to convince them otherwise and stormed up to my bedroom. After slamming and locking the door I blasted one of my CDs.
I got packed and then sat down on my bed and waited for some one to come up to my room and tell me it was time to leave.
About half an hour later I heard a knock on my door so I turned off my music and grabbed my bags. I walked angrily down the stairs and then out to the car, where my mom and twin sister were waiting. I put my bag down on the ground for my dad to put in the trunk and then slid inside next to my twin. Without saying a word I put my ipod's ear phones in my ears. As my dad slid into the driver seat I turn on the first song on my ipod and closed my eyes.
I hate family vacations...
When we were driving past the beach near the cabin I saw a really cute guy. He looked like he was a jock, but I didn't really care. 'Hopefully Melony will start dating him and then I'll be able to see him more often,' was my only though. I knew he wouldn't be into me...jocks never fall for emos. That's only in fairytales and movies.
When we fianlly reached the cabin I went straight up to the bedroom I always slept in while we were at the cabin. I put my bag on the floor near the dresser, and grabbed a towel and my pjs.
It was about 9 at night so I ended up just taking a really long shower and going to bed.



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