My mom is a movie star so she is never home and my dad is a millionaire so he has to do his “fancy work”. I as 14 years of age, and stuck with a camera club  (rich photographers). Anything I do wrong like drop my phone, they take a picture and post it to the world. I asked them if I could go to the beach and they said yes. I am so sneaky, I’m recording the directions to the beach so I can run away. Why is the question you might ask, I am running away, I’m running away because I never see my parents and two I have no friends. My love for the beach is everlasting. I’m on my dirt bike running away with money to buy me a little beach house and plenty of money for food to last me a year or two. I also used my dad’s credit card for permission to make everyone not even come 10 yards from my house.

Today I’m moving west! Papa said he is moving west for a homestead. Now I am in a wagon,we are the second family in the wagon train. We have been on the road for hours it seems but I’m rough and tough like the pioneers. I made it through the night. Oh my! There’s a stampede. Indians let our bison loose from our wagon.  Okay we are as far west as we can go so that means we are in California. People were not kidding when they said there was a gold rush. Papa sent me and Mama to go search for gold and with any luck we will find some. Here is a little secret, I only came to california to find gold. I am going to be rich. I found five ounces of pure gold. Well I guess my dream of having a log cabin instead of a shack and having clothes instead of old rags is becoming true!