The first week of my vacation was hard to get through. My moms boyfriends son was visiting. He wouldn't leave me alone, he was the most worst 12 year old ever. He told me that if he remembered his camera, he would have taken pictures of me while I'm sleeping. Which I thought was creepy. When I responded "I'll just lock my door." he told me that he has a pick lock set and could open it. At one point he kept trying to hit me and would not leave my room when I told me to, and he kept talking back, so I pushed him out of my room at the same time he was trying to hit me, then I pushed him to the ground. He just made me so mad, then he ran and told my mom in a winy voice but I didn't get in trouble or anything.
The second week of spring break was so much better compared to the first. My mom and I went down to Vancouver. I had a good time, I got to visit family, and went shopping in Metro Town for a prom dress. We went to so many stores and I was getting tired of shopping, then of course the last store we look in I find one I like. My break wasn't amazing but I did enjoy the second week of it.