My parents divorced, which is quite normal when we fight so much. I honestly thought I would never accept it, but instead I did, only because now the parents of all time had returned.
My mom has always been a not very suspicious person and therefore could not make new friends, instead my father was the exact opposite he had already found a girlfriend.
He already went to live with her, while my mother stayed with me in our house. One day dad to go see his new home and his new partner.
But luckily the changes didn't make me sad. But the only big little problem was a city, its name, well I think you've heard it before. New York, the city of my dreams where everything comes true where no one judges you. I was really very happy to get to know the new partner and see the house.
Where more than 9 hours of travel to listen to One Direction I arrived in New York. Just as I imagined it: bright, full of luminous signs, shops where the next day I would make my father spend his remaining assets and people, a lot of people on the street, from here most seemed to have stopped in 1990, but as a year I liked it a lot so I appreciated everything. I also take a photo and I love it.