who knew? of all people. you.

the moving process

ASHTON'S POV
"Ashton did you grab all of your clothes? or what about your movies, do you wanna bring any movies with you?"
" mom, I only have a limited amount of space for my stu-"
" OH wait you need to bring baby picture to show family!"
" no mom, plus I already have everything packed. I've checked if I've had everything. twice. I have no more luggage space, this is all I'm carrying. so no baby pictures. "
I'm such a nervous wreck right now. I'm flying all the way to the United States to see my dad that I haven't seen in at least 8 years and I'm 17. and he lives in New York City. this should be fun. oh and should I mention IM GOING THERE ALONE!!?? I will be on a plane by myself and it's gonna be weird.
" Ashton ? did you get your medicine? "

as I said with a moan and trying to avoid the question,

" yes mom, I'd rather not talk about it"
" I'm sorry honey I'm just trying to keep you healthy and okay "
" well I'm not gonna get any better mom, it never will..... I'm sorry I- I- I'm just nervous and I'm overwhelmed with everything as of right now"
as you might be able to tell, I'm depressed. oh what a shocker, a depressed teen who has to take medication for it. ya ya I can go on about it but I hate it lets just say that. it's been pretty bad lately just because I take some things too seriously and I overthink situations that never end up happening. as of right now I cannot stop thinking about me flying all the way out there. just think if it : I don't have their type of currency, I talk a little different( that will be sure to have all attention on me which I can't stand ), they have different food I might not like, and and did I forget to mention that their time zones are hours apart, so that will be great getting a used to. it's just nerve racking to think about.
" okay Ashton, it's 6:00am let's head to the airport "
" okay let me grab my ticket " I said as I slumped over to the counter because I was tired
I had to wake up at 4:00 am. I was not happy. my flight leaves at 7:00 am and it takes is about 25 minutes to get there. I had to wake up so early because I had to make sure I had everything packed and all those other "good" things.
so we are at the airport, my flight has been called out over the intercom. my mom starts crying and going on about how this is her fault that I have to go and she wants me to stay and so on.
" okay mom I gotta go. I'll text you when I can. I'll let you know when I land okay? love you too bye"
and as I walk of. my mother is sobbing and I can't stand to look at it. so I walk back over and hug her tightly. with my head towering over her because at the age of 17 almost 18 I'm 6'2 and my mom is 5'5.
I'm on the plane. everything seems in order. great everything is going good. I'm just gonna try to relax and sleep a little more.
I'm awake. the flight is going to take a while.
MANY HOURS LATER
I'm getting nervous again. we are almost to landing point and I'm stressed out. my dad will be watching and waiting for me to get off my plane. once I get off the plane and get some thing to eat I will need to take my medication.

I'm off the plane. I'm walking towards the exit and I walk out into the New York City airport. it is so different here. I look around, I am amazed by what I see.it is beautiful and full of so many different types of people and I love it. then I see my dad. no words can describe how surprising this is for me.