My name is Joey and i live in England, since i was a kid i have always dreamed about visiting New York, when i was 15 years old my mum promised me if i got good grads in high school i can travel to New york and stay at Uncle Charlie place.
Of course i did my best to get good grades, and my mum got really happy when she saw the result, right after she booked a ticked for me to New York for the whole summer, i was so happy.
I backed my things and got ready to fly next day, but the trip didn’t go as good as i expected, not at all…here’s my story.
My mum drove me to the airport at Monday morning, before i went inside the airplane my mum started to cry, i told her to stop crying because i was only going to stay there for one month.
When i arrived to New York, i looked around trying to find Uncle Charlie, i saw a man holding a planked with my name one ”JOEY” it was him, i didn’t see him since i was a kid so i couldn’t remember how he exactly looked like.
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