This August I was home with just my parents. They were about to leave for a Zac Brown Band Concert they were going to and meet up with their friends. I had just had a tough week of cleaning up from a party, hanging out with my friends, and working. My plan was to fall asleep around 10 and sleep in, which was my plan for most of the summer. I was bored but didn’t particularly feel like doing anything. My parents asked me “Kara do you wanna come with us?” The first image that popped into my mind was my parents dancing around me to their favorite country music embarrasing me along the way. I had already been to three concerts, and I wasn’t a big fan of Zac Brown like my parents were. I replied “Eh, don’t really feel up to it.” I was so nervous
