So one day when I was 2 or 3 I moved to L.A and I was not happy about this. I recently lived in hawaii and I loved it there and I did not want to leave. I hated the idea that I had to leave where I lived and happy there I loved my home.
So once we got to L.A my dad showed us the house. Even though it was big and fancy I hated it. I was not in a good mood and I hated everyone. My brother Matthew was optimistic and I missed my friends back at home. My mom and dad told us to get ready to go to bed because it was late.
That night I was very upset it did not feel like home. I felt depressed and sad so that night I cried myself to sleep. My mom on the other hand was worried so she talked to my dad and she had an idea. That night she told me that we are going somewhere special tomorrow . Even though I was curious I did not seem to care I was still upset.
So we drove about 30 minutes away from our home. At that point I was excited because my mother looked excited to I decided to look on the bright side. My mother saw that was enthusiastic so she was starting to be more happy.
When we got there I asked my mother where we are, she told me that you are at you managers office to help you do something big while we are here. Of Course I was super excited but at the same time really nervous.
When we got in I met my manager, her name was Mrs. Riley and I loved her. She was super ex