Scary, but good times

When i was about four, my mother, sister, and I drove to California for vacation. We wanted to get there in a hurry so we hadnt ate anything all day. I was starving and my mom got my sister and I some Mcdonalds. We went to the beach to go swimming because it was the summer time and very hot outside. As we were eating our happy meals and playing with the little barbie toys inside, seguls stared at us with eyes full of hunger. I started walking along the beach eating my cheeseburger when... AHHH! About a flock of fifty to sixty seguls were chasing me. Of course a logical person would just drop the burger but I was starving! I kept running as fast as I could. My mother yelled at me to just drop the burger so i finally did and the seaguls stopped chasing me and started fighting over the burger. My mom got me a new burger and with anger asked the life guard if it was legal to shoot seaguls in California. As my mom yelled at the life guard, another rascal seagul tried to steal my big sister's barbie doll (she was 5-6) and she walked over to it and kept hitting the segul until he finally droped her doll. That day turned out alright after alll. Scary, but good times.
Do you know how embarrasing it is to have people laughing at you from all different angles but you are not watching them you are trying to dodge them so you dont get viciously torn apart by evil seguls? I was only four, cut me some slack. If you hadnt eaten all day you would be starving too. Think at the thoughts that were probly going through my tiny little head at that moment....
Run away from the vicious seguls
Dont drop your delicous Mcdonalds hamberger
What is your mother yelling at you
Dont trip over anyone
Your mother is telling you to drop the buger
Your body doesnt want to drop the burger
BAM your tiny little head understands!
The Seguls want the buger
Let them have the burger!
You will get another burger.
Victory at last.
No more fiesty seguls chasing you.
You will get another burger!!!!!!!!!!!11

My family

Well my family is pretty boring but almost everybodys is. I got a sister and of course the original mom and dad. My sister is 1 & 1/2 years older than me and is a Sophmore. She is sometimes a blast to be with and really funny. Other times she gets on my nerves because she always thinks she is right and loves to be the center of attention. Im not saying im the most perfect child in the world because I am not. I make mistakes like everyone else. Now back to my parents. My mom has a little bit of a perfectionist. Everything we do has to be to perfect or it isnt good enough for her. I still love her to death, but it just bugs me sometimes. My dad is a totally different story. You can ask him the most simple question on any subject and he will give you a three hour answer. I swear he knows everything! Well, there is my family for you. They are a very intertaining bunch to say the least....

My Animals

Hey this is Mieko. Im going to talk about my animals. I have three cats and one dog. One of my cats name is Candy and she is really fat and can barley walk. She is siamese and abbasidian. I have had her longer than any of my pets. She thinks she rules the world and hates everyone but me. My other cat named Mr. Tinkles (i named him) is sort of mentally challanged. I think he is blind in one eye because he is always running into things and spazing out. He is an orange tabby cat. My favorite cat, Oliver, is a brown and black tabby. He was the runt of his litter and is very small and wont get any bigger. I love him the most because is an adorable, engergetic little kitten that attacks your feet everytime you walk by and you just dont want to stop holding him. Last but not least, is my puppy (the biggest puppy of the century) Cleopatra, Cleo for short. She is a great dane and is about the size of a full grown lab. When she stands up she is a little bit taller than me. She is only a year old and most people are terrified of her. She is a sweet heart. I guess i am used to it because my whole life i have been growing up with great danes including my former dog polo who was only a year older than me when i was born and grew up with me until i was about nine or ten.

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