My Family's Trip to Florida

We are here and it is wrapped in beautiful, warm and soft sunshine. The fragrant flowers in May are the best times to see. A lot of supplies went behind our big white van. Everyone's face is a sincere and enthusiastic smile. I swear that I saw my mother smiling and it was open like a crocodile. We are a family trip in Florida. All of us jumped on a big white car. "We are going to Florida" is the only thing I can hear for the entire trip. This trip will last forever.

My family's annual trip to Florida is an important part of Italian music I have chosen to hear. Whenever I stepped into an 18 hour trip to Florida, my father was in charge of the radio. He played two CDs throughout the trip: Gigi Darecio and Pino Daniele. I have heard these artists for years and I say that there is a high possibility of singing these songs during my sleep. My Spotify playlist brings back nostalgic memories including Italian songs I enjoyed for many years and Gigi D'Alessio which actually has a greater percentage of playlists. Listening to a playlist in a work exchange brings such forward-looking energy and I become proud of myself.

A few years ago, my family and I went to Florida Keys. This special trip was originally a spontaneous weekend vacation that is stressful in everyday life. We travel this countless times and expect the same results as other holidays. It usually takes 4 hours, but it is supposed to be the longest drive ever. The trip occurred naturally, so I did not think about booking a hotel room. We just thought we could search the available rooms on the phone. For full ride, we search, search, and search. Clearly, there are no hotel rooms in Florida this special weekend.

It is hotel room of Florida hotel. So far my family has been here for two weeks, but I did not go to Disneyland on holidays or go to the beach. My mother is the reason we are here; she suffers from illness without name or face, but it still causes pain and twists her forced happy smile with frown, Florida has Mayo clinic There are places called those patients are famous. Therefore my mother and father spent their days at the clinic, my mother has completed the test, and over time, the results are getting less and less. I live in the hotel room here, only my brother and a bunch of corporate books. My brother is hiding in the closet for most of the time, playing with his GameBoy, and the mountain of this book is not very suitable for conversation, so I am very lonely lately. I am a 12 year old girl trapped in a box, we can not handle it alone.