Meghan wondered why the world was so confusing, well, she did last year. But now she gets it.
Walking on the streets of Spain. Just for the weekend, with my brother, and my mom. Dad was left behind, because he had to work. But he wouldn't come even if he didn't have a job. Looking around, I saw a little dog. "Mommy! Look at the dog!" I stopped and pet the dog. About 10 minutes later, I looked around. No sign of mommy, or Max. "Mom!" I ran. "Max!" I stopped and looked around. How can they forget about a little girl? I saw a police officer. Walking toward him, I was remembering the address of the hotel. "Where is 14 Hotel Street?" The police looked at me. "Que?" "14 Hotel Street." "Que?" Que. That means what, right? "Uhm, Donde Esta 14 Hotel Street?" The police smiled. "No habla espanol mucho. si?"
"Huh?"
"Si." He opened his door. I stepped inside the car, and he drove me to the hotel. I thanked him, and he drove off. I walked inside, "Mom!" I screamed. "Max!" No sound. I started running down the halls screaming "Mommy! Maxxy!" A hotel worker stopped me. "Sh!" He said. "Sorry!" I said, and ran. I looked around. This didn't look like my hallway. We should have chose to stay at Hawaii. While walking, I started thinking, how did i get this smart? I am only six. I saw a young man walking down the hallway. It looked like Max! I ran up to him, and hugged him. "Maxxie! I lost you and mommy!" He turned around, it wasn't Max. He smiled, then grabbed me. He pulled me into his room, and shut the door.
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