The Wolf Inside

Alone

"WHY ARE WE MOVING AGAIN" Alice continued to yell at her mom. "Its for our own good, now can you go pack up your stuff. Please!"

Alice was finally starting to fit in at her new school, but her mom had different plans. Everytime they moved Alice had to leave her friends, her family(if there was any that lived there).

Alice's mom knew that there was something wrong with Alice, but she just didn't know when to tell her.

"I hate my life, why me? Why does this weird stuff always happen to me!"
"Alice you almost ready hun"
"Ya, I'll be right down"

As Alice finished packing, she started to wonder."Is there really something wrong with me? Everytime I meet someone, WE have to leave."

Sometimes I just want to say "NO" but if I ever do that I'll get in so much trouble! IM 17 I should be able to do what I want. I always have to do what she wants never what I want. I NEVER have a say!

"Alice the moving truck is here! lets go."
"OK, im coming".

While we were driving down the road we were listening to a song on the radio, it was my best friends favorite song. I was so sad, at almost all the schools if i didn't fit in I got pushed around, but the only school that I actually had a friend was at East Coral High school. My best friends name was "Janet" he was so sweet and caring, we had alot in common. When I found out that we were moving I got SO mad and upset.

The truck finally stopped and our new house was a fair size, but it makes sence because their is only two of us.

The new school that I was going to was
East Charelson High school.

ten days had passed

"Alice get up! Your going to be late for school!" "But I dont want to go"
"GET OUT OF BED! NOW!"
"ok,Im coming" NO one likes a mad mom.

I got to school twenty minutes late, but who cares its just twenty minutes.
Aparently a really strick teacher will.

I was sitting at the back of the class, and there was this boy that kept looking back at me. I thought he was cute, and I think he liked me.

This is the best day of my life, a chance to start fresh, a boy who I think likes me, a cute boy that I like.

Could it possebly get worse?