You know how your family is always saying that you need to take a family trip for things like “bonding”. Ew. But to most of us teens, as long as we have WiFi and our heaphones, we’re alright.
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On this particular morning in July, me and my family decided to drive a couple hours out to the Stawberry Festival in Northville, Michigan. I have honestly never heard of a Strawberry Festival. Pumpkin? Yes. Strawberry? No. But what’s the harm right? I mean, we were all pretty excited! Just imagine, all those different types of strawberries they could have. Strawberry smoothies, strawberry cake, or maybe even strawberry shaped pizza.
So when me, my family and my best friend piled into the car we had our own little strawberry fantasies in mind. So by the time we got there, it was pretty nice! There was a ferris wheel, face painting, tons of good food, cute little furry animals and even a little adoption places where you can adopt a dog. It was great! But after a while, we realize there was problem. There were absolutely no strawberries. Anywhere!
We were of course very confused by this given the fact that everyone there, mind you it was pretty crowded, thougt it was really odd that there was not one strawberry. There wasn’t even strawberry ice cream! They were nonexistent. Almost as if someone just came down from the strawberry heavens and took every last strawberry away until there was not one drop left. We were very confused but we weren’t alone because every once in awhile you’d hear someone walking past mentioning how weird it was that there were no strawberries. We even asked someone that worked there and they claimed they didn’t have any. Which was even more odd, but we eventually excepted that our strawberry fantasies we had on the way there would never come true.
After a while, we decided to go home. We had a pretty good day. By the time we all had gotten into the car we were exhausted. While my mom was driving away from the festival, we made a sudden discovery. There was a sign. On that sign there was an arrow pointing to the right that read STRAWBERRY FESTIVAL THIS WAY. Now, by that point we were just utterly confused. How can the Strawberry Festival be there, when we had just left?
So of course out of natural curiosity, we drove to where the sign was pointing which led us to a church. While we were there it didn’t take us long to realize that this was the real deal. This was the Strawberry Festival. It was was not that many people there and it was nice and quite. We bought some souvenirs but I know that we’re all thinking the same thing. If this is the Stawberry Festival, than where were we just at? I believe we we were all thinking this on the while way home. But, that wasn’t the thing that was bugging me. It was the fact that even after we had found the real Strawberry Festival, there was still absolutely no stawberries!
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