I was heading out the door of my two story home in the middle of nowhere. I held in one last breath of the sweet smelling pines next to my house as I headed to my car for the big trip. My family had finally decided to take a long cross-country trip, and I was included. As I got into the Jeep, I could swear something was wrong, but I couldn't place it. We were on the road for about a half an hour when I realized what I forgot. “I forgot my suitcase with all of my clothes!” I yelled. Our car came to a slow stop at the side of the highway. “What,” Mom asked, already knowing what I said. “I forgot my suitcase with my clothes for the trip,” I said as disappointed as the Easter Bunny on Christmas. Everyone in the car groaned at what I had said
