The end is coming
ok i have always loved airplanes. it is a way to fly with out your own set of wings. my old avation teacher for hiram johnson gave me the frame and wings to a full size ultra light bi-plane. i love it so much. my dad offered to help me finish building it and get it flying. i thought maybe if we did some thing like that he would back off a little. he is obsessed with airplanes. it was going to good to be true at first. then he started yelling at me if i wasnt there right when he wanted me to be. and giving me lectures about how i need to get my priorities straight. and to top it all off my sisters fish went canibal on the others so i am trying to care for to goldfish that have lost 1/3 of their body. it is so sad i dont know what else i can do for them but i cant out them down. i already did that to an animal and emotionally i cant do it again.