Best. Summer.
Thank You, Mr. Mailbox
School is out. For the rest of the whole year(until September). AWESOME!!! I was literally sprinting home . When I checked the mail, my day just got so much more better. In my hands I was holding a really important letter. I could tell that it was probably the most important thing in the universe because it was labeled “URGENT AIRMAIL” in big red letters. OMG! I was the luckiest girl for a mile! Maybe even a million miles! I took my time looking at it, even though my fingers itched to rip open the envelope and read this letter. On the top right corner was a rare stamp of a peacock fanning its feather out(probably from my home country, India) and my name was neatly printed on it. It read “To Shreya Desai From.....” You won’t believe who it was from. Wait for it, wait for it, are you ready? Okay.... her it comes,........the GOVERNMENT! As in president and all!
So I slipped the letter into my hoodie pocket and barged into the house. Running up the stairs, I plopped down on my bed and locked the door. Eager to rip the envelope, I took it out of my pocket and did just that. Now I could see that this was not any old letter. It was a document. It read “Shreya Desai, as the president of the United States, I would like to officially define your parents as registered.” Registered for what? I thought. So I continued reading, “You must be asking yourself, registered for what? Well, the government thought that kids needed a break from their parents every once in a while, so we invented summer camp for grown-ups. We like to call it Parential Summer Camp. The government automatically assigned each parent a base that they will be transported to by tomorrow morning. They will be treated like kids at the camp and be forced to eat masked potatoes with spinach everyday. They will also get to do free exercise, as in 100 push-ups and 20 swimming laps per day. But don’t worry about them. We’ll keep them away from mosquitoes. Sincerely, Mr. Robert Hodges.” And his signature was right there. Just to be sure i wasn’t seeing things, I read this document again. I am so keeping this forever.
Wait a minute. If my parents are going to summer camp for the whole summer, that means that I can be FREE for the whole summer! YYYYYEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Oh, yeah! This is going to be the best summer ever! Thank you, Mr. Hodges! I am officially naming Parential Summer Camp the most awesome thing in the universe. Wait ‘till I tell Miranda.

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