Not a Good Year

When i go to a restaurant with my parents there is always a different thing to talk about, I remember last week we talked about our grades how we used to have good grades and now we are going low, those kind of topics are the ones that make me wish I wasnt there.
But todays conversation was different, we talked about something I actaully wanted to talk about, we talked about how this year had begun in some bad, and weird way.
So many disasters in less thank 4 months, Haiti, Chile, Seaworld, Snow, and Tsunamis.

"Something must be wrong" I said

"Whatever" My sister said like if she didnt care

"Nature is mad at us, she is mad of how we treat her. How we dont care about it, thats why you shouldnt throw trash in the street..." My dad said

Arantxa laughed, but I didnt I liked this conversation, I wasnt bored or annoyed instead I understood what my dad meant.
When we left, the waiter gave us some mint candies.
We all got out of the restaurant and my sister threw the wrapper in the floor, I stared at her and gave her the pick it up look.
She ignored me, as usual.
I got the wrapper and threw it in the trash.
Throw away the trash.