My name is Anna Johnson,am 17 years and this is my story. My parents Mr Michael and Mrs Stacy Johnson were the most adorable couples at my street San Francisco,they were the talk of the town and envy of some other couples. My mum was 21 when she had me,that was what I was told and my dad was the happiest man on earth. My dad had a bakery shop and he was so good at baking that everyone at San Francisco would always rush to his shop to have a taste of his cookies. Mum being that she works with housing agency doesn't spend much time at home nor with me and that brought my dad and I closer. We weren't just father and daughter but best of friends. Dad taught me how to cook and bake, so you can say that am a good cook. Everything was moving perfectly fine until my sixteen birthday, family and friends were invited,my parents wanted it to be a perfect party because i was turning eleven. After the cutting of caking and it was dancing time, that was when my nightmares showed up,Mr Stephen my mum's first love. There was this shock and excitement in her eyes at the same time, dad noticed and waved it off cause he didn't want to be overwhelmed by his jealousy and so he got his self busy with attending the guests. Mr Stephen walked up to us,greeted my mum saying it's been a very time then he turned to me and said, happy birthday my princess and I responded with a thank you and a smiled, he then smiled back and went to mix himself with the guest. Soon the party was over and everyone left to their respective houses.