Flying a Kite
It was a windy day in the city. My father and I thought it would be perfect to fly a kite. We drove out to the nearest park and got ready. The winds quickly picked up and got stronger and took the kite away. I never saw the kite or my father again.
My father and I thought it would be perfect to fly a kite. The winds quickly picked up and got stronger and took the kite away. I never saw the kite or my father again. It was a windy day in the city. We drove out to the nearest park and got ready.