One day, my uncle came to town and asked me to go on a carravaan with him across the desert. My mom and dad were standing there right next to my uncle adnd they both stared at me. There was a long pause for what seemed like a whole ten minutes, but was actually one. Right before I was about to say "yes" they said "no". They said no because they didn't like the idea of me traveling across the very and scorchring sun. My uncle pleaded for them to let me, it was just a plaine "no". After they explained to me why i couldn't go I understanded, after all it was going to be a very hot weekend in July. My uncle promised me that he would write to me once he reached the postal office.  
          
              Weeks had pass and still nothing. I had figured that he hadn't reached the postal office yet. A week pased and I finale recived a letter. It read, that he had reached the desert and was doing fine. At the end of the letter it said he would be here in one week. As soon as I recived that letter, I had replied back. A week later my uncle showed up back in town. He told us about his trip and told me how hot it was in the desert. After my uncle left I thanked my parents for not letting me go.





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