paradise

The rain splattered the windscreen, making a loud pitter,patter noise. Our old car chugged slowly along the dirt road and feebly tried to heat up the freezing interior. It only succeeded in blasting  freezing air into my face. I shivered and decided that i would probably be warmer without the cold air. Mum turned to me.

"Hey, how you doing?" she asked. I shrugged in response, pulled my coat tighter around myself and continued looking out the window at the wet,drab landscape. It felt like the weather was reflecting my mood. Thunder crashed in the background and lightning lit up the dark, cloudy sky.

"come on Honey, it's not that bad" Mum tried at conversation again. I took a long delayed blink and stayed silent. I know the silent treatment is immature but i just didn't feel like speaking to mum. I didn't ask  for any of this to happen. I didn't want mum to start dating again after Dad. I didn't want it to be online dating. i didn't want her to pick 'him' .

Now, because of all this, we had to move. not just move house, like normal people. We had to leave the country. Not just move to any country we had to move halfway around the world. To Australia. Where it is hot. All. The. Time. And we live in the desert, in a little hut. With no electricity. Well that's what i picked up from the movies and that's what i am expecting.

Apparently this great new guy is the bees knees coz mum woun't shut up about him.From what i can gather, I think he works for an Internet company or some thing. (I don't know how he can do that in a desolate place like Australia) He is about 2 years older than mum  which makes him 40. He has 2 kids left over from a failed marriage. I don't know their ages and i don't really care. I don't want any of them in my life. I just want to turn around and go back home. But i can't.

It's  to late. The tickets are booked . Mum sold the house and now we are going to the airport. I said goodbye to my friends late week and my best friend, Emily just hours ago. Suddenly i just want to cry. I have never been good at holding in my emotions. And before i know it a tear slips out and slides down my face mimicking the many rain drops sliding down the window i have now been staring at for over 10 minuets.

"It's only a trial, to see how well we fuction as a family" Mum told me as if it made me feel any better.   She didn't seem to understand how big this was for me. I was leaving behind everything i loved, everything i had ever known. My friends, my school, my swimming.

I love swimming. I have always liked it. I did pretty well at school swimming usually getting 1 or 2 ribbons for placing. But i hadn't really taken a interest in it until last year when i turned 13. I decided i wanted to start up lessons again but it soon became apparent that i didn't need them. i already knew how to do everything i just wanted to be faster. Mum searched it up on the Internet and found out about swimming clubs where you train and they teach you how to get better and faster rather than just learning how to swim and save people. I wanted to join right away so mum found the closest one to us she could find. I love it! I am not the best, but i am good, not excellent or fantastic or great just good. Now i have to give it all up and move around the world. Probably where there are no swimming pools for that matter.

I suddenly realize that mum has been trying to talk to me again. Finaly i answer.

"Mum" I say

"please stop, i'm not going to like it. ok? I'm never going to be happy about leaving, and i don't want to talk!"

"ok sweety, i just wanted to tell you that we have arrived at the airport"  

      Hey guys,

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I have never writen before and i'm a bit nervice. My parents and friends say i should write so i thought i'd give it a go.

I'll continue if ayone likes it.