Amour

"I want to be different papa" Amour complained, "Noone cares about me, not even mama"
"Not many things will happen to you Amour now stop your complaining." He dad said cutting the potatoes. "Pourquoi vous ennuyeux ainsi? pourquoi ne pensez-vous pas en avant?" Amour shouted,
"Mama you too."
Amour stomped upstairs. "Tellement pour une grande expérience Angleterre. Je n'ai pas appris une chose excepté leur langue" she cried.
"IL ÉTAIT MEILLEUR EN FRANCE"
She screamed,
"I know German, and papa and mama don't! I'm going home!" she jumped up high on her bed and rote in her notebook, "Ich bin gehender Hauptvati! Ich bin gehende Hauptmama! Ich verlasse England!" She couldn't help but go outside and dance in the rain. "Train? Airplane?" she sighed. "Groß, jetzt soll alles, das ich tun kann, Vati hoffen ist nicht auf dem Computer, OH-Scheiße! er ist! "
For once she would have wished to just be alone. But then she saw a cute boy walk down the street, It looked like a boy she used to know, "Paul! Sie sind hier von Nizza umgezogen!"
---To be continued---