It was sunny, but a bad day for a girl named Bella.Bella has just moved in to a new house in Connecticut.She was so devastated about this.There were no kids that could fit her personality. It was more bland and quiet there. She was used to a more loud and noisy neighborhood since she was born in Manhattan. "Mom lets go back to the city, this place is boring."Bella said sadly.Bella was very pretty she was part Italian and part French, but sounded just like an American. She had blue eyes, her eyes sparkled like the ocean.She was gonna be 13 in a month.She couldn't wait any longer.
Bella couldn't take it anymore,all she saw were classy girls with lots of money. That was one of the reasons why they moved, her mom didn't own that much money to keep up with the rent in their small Manhattan building.
She went to her room to go on her laptop and check her social media.It was a horrible sight,it was soo horrible Bella couldn't even bare to read the rest."This is my new life huh, this is how I am going to live.Wow, this just can't be happening to me."she kept on telling herself. People on her social media were posting bad things about her.How she left her small Manhattan apartment because she thinks to good for us, or even worse like all she wants is money, and attention, and boys to follow her.Bella didn't want none of that, none of that at all.She wanted her old life back, the good old times.She wanted all of that back, but she couldn't have it back.
Bella heard the door down stairs open, then close.She ignored it and started her social studies homework.But then, she thought about it, her mom and dad are working their night shifts tonight. She stood up and started shaking."Hello, Bella are you home?"said a familiar voice. Bella opened her door, walked slowly to the stairs and looked down to see who it was.
