This is a story on my trip to Canada. It all began back when I was at the playground with my friends. I was telling everyone about my canadian cousin. It was until later I told Ian and Tracy about my cousin from Canada. I had tickets for the trip to Canada. I gave the tickets to them, telling them to pack up for tomorrow’s trip. I also told them that I was going to bring Kitty and Mimmy with us as well. After I tell the girls about the Canada trip, we all start packing our stuff like crazy! The next day, we head over to the Sanriotown Train Station with our luggage. The train comes and we all hop in. After what seemed like an hour of a train ride, we arrive in Canada.

“Wow.” Ian said, amazed. “Nice.”

“Yep.” I said as I saw my cousin. “And here she is.”

“Fifi.” my cousin said as she runs to me for a hug. “How are you, my little cousin?”

“I’m fine.” I said. “I brought some friends with me.”

“Oh? Who might they be?” My cousin asked.

“Those are Ian, Tracy, Kitty, and Mimmy.” I said to my cousin.

“Nice to meet you all.” my cousin said. “My name’s Olivia.”

She gave us a tour on her house and my friends got to know her culture. She even had the same hoodie that Ian had. Later on we had lunch together, and let me tell you: Olivia is an amazing chef; just as talented as Tracy. However, I haven’t tried his cooking as of yet, but I should make a nice impression for both. Olivia made us some poutine that she learned to make from her older brother.

“Well, what do you think?” Olivia asked.

“A nice job is what I think.” Ian said.

Much later we were having fun. Well, almost all of us.

Olivia noticed Ian all depressed and down and went to him.

“Ian, what’s the matter?” Olivia asked.

As Ian tears up and doesn’t say anything, Olivia puts her hand on his shoulder.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” Olivia asked.

“No.” Ian said as he stars crying.

“Olivia, what’s the matter?” I said, walking to Ian and Olivia.

“Poor Ian’s really upset.” Olivia said before she turns to Ian. “Would a nice walk make you feel better?”

“Maybe…” Ian said.

So Olivia took Ian for a walk in the forest while I accompanied him. I was really worried about him as much as she was.

“So you wanna tell me what’s wrong?” Olivia asked.

“Yeah, Ian. Something must be bothering you.” I said. “We wanna help you. We’re best friends, don’t you remember?”

“I know. It’s just that…I miss Sanriotown.” Ian said as he tears up and is about to cry.

“Poor Ian.” I said. “Don’t cry.”

“I actually wanna see what Sanriotown is like.” Olivia said.

Ian starts to stop crying at the mention of Sanriotown. We then arrive back at Sanriotown a day later and Olivia was surprised.

“It’s amazing.” Olivia said.

“I’m glad you like it.” I said.

“I’m sorry for all that crying yesterday. I couldn’t help it.” Ian said as he tears up.

“It’s fine.” Olivia said. “At one point or another, we all miss our hometown when we travel to different places.”

Ian: I...I-I think I need a hug.

So, Olivia hugs Ian as Cathy, Thomas, Jodie and Tippy arrive.

Cathy: Is that really Fifi’s cousin over there?

“Yes it is.” Thomas said. “I also notice she’s hugging a very teary-eyed Ian.”

“Wait. Who are these guys?” Olivia asked.

“This i-is C-Cathy, J-Jodie, T-T-Thomas, ....and…..and…..Tippy!!!” Ian said as he runs off crying really hard.

Later Ian was sulking at Sunset Hill until Olivia went up to him. Apparently, he felt embarrassed from earlier. Eventually, a group of bullies named the Gamas began beating up Ian. That is until Junk and Walter show up to defend Ian. And so, Junk and Walter beat up the Gamas for picking on Ian. During that, Olivia took Ian somewhere else.

“Are you ok Ian?” Olivia asked, hugging Ian.

“I think so.” Ian said.

“Let’s hope they don’t pick on you again.” I said.

“They won’t. Long as we’re around, that is.” Walter said, walking up to Ian and hugging him.

Olivia later helped Ian out by practicing to take deep breaths to help him calm down. That seemed to work out a lot. Not only was she an amazing chef, but can make a great therapist. The next day, Olivia went back to Canada and wrote in her diary about her experience at Sanriotown. To this day, we still communicate and interact.