I was finally home. Good old Silver Spring Maryland, Rasta had sent a car to come to pick me up at the airport. I arrived back at our mini-mansion. I rode my suitcase up to the door, surprised that nobody had come up to the gates to greet me. Soon as I opened the door, the lights turned on and balloons popped everywhere as everybody shouted," surprise!".
I low-key almost took out my pistol just because of the pop sounds. I was a little bit shocked and surprised as a crowd of people had approached me happily. Isabella quickly ran up to me and hugged me. Everybody that I knew from the past few years was there. Even flo who travelled around the world and was never home was finally around.
