My story? Pg 10

Months went by. And summer finally came. I finally got picked up by my dad and stayed three weeks I liked it. My grandma had a farm and I was working, helping her stack hay. Holy shit it was a culture shock. Going from no work my whole day to working 8 hours hauling hay and working.  I couldn’t hack it half the time. I wasn’t used to the work. My grandma thought I was lazy and weak but I didn’t want to work my whole summer away For basically nothing. I wanted to have fun! Time went by and I didn’t want to go back, dad offered me a place to stay and I took it. Called my mom and told her I didn’t want to go back. She said she knew it was the best thing for me. And said she’d miss me. So I moved in with my dad. I was happy as hell.