Hey guys, girls, and Nonbianaries! Happy Thanksgiving!

So....yeah...*Sigh* You know what..?

...... I'll start the story...

In 2nd grade..........around 7 or 8 years ago....

My family got together...*Nervous inhale and exhale* for Thanksgiving..

And I only saw my dad every other weekend but..

in that time..He recently came out of jail...

We had my grandma ( I call her Gma) and Grandpa (I call him Gpa) and my brother, Gpa, and I wnt to the movies to see Moana............................

After we came back and in the morning....

Everyone went outside.....

and Gma,Gpa,my uncle Mike, and dad got into the truck together.........and I was confused....

I saw them get in the truck and my grandparents and dad waved to me...then my uncle...

I asked Mom where they were going...and she said they were leaving...

after a few minutes my dad came out and met me at the front sidewalk...

and he hugged me and I did too...

I asked where he was going and he said...

"I'll be back soon, don't worry,okay?"

I nodded and he let go from the hug..

then got back into the truck...

and drove off....

And...

I haven't seen him sense...

I hated..Thanksgiving sense then...

But...unlike me...

I hope you all have a good thanksgiving...

And I wish you luck....

I have to go now...to play with my brother like I promised..

before going to the town hall to see family...

*Sigh*

Bye..