My Weekend
Saturday I went to my papa's house for the weekend. I stayed with him every weekend to build, eat and drink milk, milo's and biscuts! But this weekend was different because it made me sad. It was the usual drop off to my papa's house when I was about to say bye when my dog started to jump on my brother licking him, I grabbed her chain and made her sit. My mum came up with a jandal smacking it with the janda, I was protecting it by standing in front of her when she was smacking the dog. My dad came up behind me and grabbed a metal pole and constantly kept whacking the dog with it. When he stopped I was crying my heart off, I lept into my papa's arms and he comforted me as my parents walked back into the car. After 20 minutes of hugging I had to go back into the car and deal with my parents constantley saying sorry until my mum she said "Wanna stay with papa?" I just got out of the car without saying goodbye and LEFT. I stayed with papa with two days after seeing my parents. I stayed with the dog giving her treats and trying to control her, she was part bulldog and bulldogs are very hyper so then she was hyper, I did not forgive my parents because they hurt me real bad. And that's how my weekend went. Bye Bye!
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