My dad moved to Tennessee. He said that he needed to leave Wisconsin. He was depressed and that he would be a lot happier if he was in Tennessee by my grandma. He wanted to go down there to get his diploma and live a better life. I didn’t understand what was so different about Wisconsin. He could’ve stayed and accomplished the things he accomplished down in Tennessee. But wherever my grandma goes my dad must follow. But the day he left it was June 29th. My aunt had a party, a going away party. The party was for my family and my dad’s friends that wanted to see him one last time before he left for Tennessee. A decent amount of my family showed up. My dad put up a volleyball net and we started a volleyball game. Everyone played besides the