trapped

four

the car windows were clouded, rain drops pouring off them. The windshield wipers going at a fast past to top it all off.

"So how is America?" I looked out the window with my hand under my chin, but hitting a bump makes me lose my hand from beneath me and I smack my head on the side of the car. Only causing me to shout.

My father tries to contain his hopeless giggles beneath his breath.

"Oh shut up." I hissed slightly.

And this causes my fathers giggles to get louder and my mom starts laughing.

I started to laugh as well. "God what is wrong with us" my giggles started to die down as we inches closer to the house.

I took a deep breath in with a smile playing at my lips. "And also. Americas great. But it could use my family."

"You know you didn't have to move honey." My mother hinted at that she wanted me to stay in England and not go back.

I sighed, " I know. Not to be rude, but there's better options for me in America."

"We know that sweetie. We just want you to be your happiest. And we believe that is here. Would you dare disagree?"

And I couldn't disagree, not that I didn't want to or that my mother was forcing me, it was true. I was happier here.

The feeling was different here. I didn't feel held back. Yeah, America had more options for jobs. But, I was happy here with my family. And to be honest, I really didn't wanna leave.