sorry for the creepy drawing but the story’s pretty good

It’s you, your mom, and your uncle. he hasn’t been feeling well, he was just diagnosed with stomach cancer. your in the car driving to another city for your moms job. you enjoy asking your uncle all kinds of questions from a website, to see what group he would be in in your favorite book series. expectedly, he gets the ambitious one. he’s always been so career focused. you get to the town, and you sit down in a little staged off area and grab some popcorn. a man comes out and starts talking, you pull out your phone to zone out as usual, it’s not your business, it’s your moms you figure. the corner of your eye you see bright pink and blue lights. you look up to see him doing magic tricks, wow! he was certainly good at them. he stops the magic tricks and pulls out a microphone, and changes in a flash, he starts singing a Louis Armstrong song. that was the best impression you’ve seen yet. and you’ve seen a lot of impressions from your wacky dad. completely mesmerized by his show, you forget your moms here for business. as the show ends you realize your at an amusement park. huh, guess moms gonna act here you guess. everybody leaves except you and your mom. she meets with him to talk, you get nervous and decide to just look around, a little girl comes out and says “wanna see my puppy?” you look at your mom and the jack of all trades and he goes “oh yeah, that’s my daughter. it’s fine” so you walk with her. that dog is tinier than your hand, dang. after what seemed about 15 minutes of the dog racing up to you, the little girl motions to underneath the stage. you have to work a little to get underneath, seeing as your atleast 2x her height. you get underneath and see her little hide away. she stayed under here for the whole show? she shows you all of her scribble drawings and you ooh and ahhh over them. your mom calls out for you and you just know it’s time to go home. as you walk out you notice that the amusement park is just starting it’s night time attractions, and suddenly ‘BOOM!’ your head jolts up and you jump with fear. it’s just fireworks, phew. after a while of begging your mom to see the rest of the firework show, she finally agrees. fireworks of every color, every size, and every shape. walking to the car you feel the breeze and as soon as you get to the car you immediately unroll the window and the car zooms away. the wind in your hair.

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