I Found Moms Diary, What I Found Out Was Shocking
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Growing up, mom was great. She was so caring and loving. We would spend weekends together, just like a real family, playing board games or going on fun trips. I wasn't like the other kids in my class, who all complained about how annoying their moms were. Maybe my mom was different, or maybe I was different. Either way, we had the best mother-son relationship. I felt sorry for the other kids who didn't seem to get along with their moms.
But all that changed after our holiday trip to Mexico. But, more on that later.
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Anyways, back to my story. I think I was around 15 years old at the time. My mom and dad both worked, with long hours sometimes, and so when Easter came they felt they deserved a break. I came home from school, and that's when they surprised me and told me we were going to Mexico for a holiday! I was so happy and excited. I had never been to Mexico before. I was so excited to get to see somewhere new - to taste the delicious food and meet some nice people.
Pretty soon we packed our things and headed off on the plane to Mexico. When we arrived, we went to the hotel, which was very luxurious and nice. That evening, we had dinner at a local restaurant, where I had the best tacos I've ever tasted in my life. Literally, it was like this food had fallen from heaven.
We were only in Mexico on holiday for a week, so we wanted to make the most of our time there. We went to the beach everyday, and we saw as many tourist attractions as we could. We ate Mexican food until our tummies were too full to stuff anymore food down, and we took a lot of photos. By the end of the week, I was exhausted.
Finally, the time came to go home. My dad was asleep on the bed, and my mom came into the room.
"I'm just going to the reception desk to check out, and then we'll head to the airport. Stay here, Jack." she said.
"Alright, mom." I replied.
She left, and she returned soon after.
"Jack, hurry up." she snapped at me as soon as she entered the room.
"Oh, sorry mom." I hurried to get my things ready. I was shocked by her sudden change in tone.
"Michael, get up." Mom shouted at dad.