The Chronicles of : Jayden Myers

Chapter 3: Home Sweet Home

I took a look around the house. It was huge inside bigger than how it looked on the outside. My mom and dad first instinct was to see the backyard. Dad had found this house in a newspaper AD. When mom found out she was pissed off. My mom is the most non believing in ads person there is. She can't stand when me or my dad reads that stuff. So I keep a hiden stack up in my room. Grandma and grandpa were helping bring in stuff from the car.

All of our furniture was inside and in place. I found myself lost trying to find my room when my Grandma came up stairs. " Hey grams where's my room at?" I said siting my bags down.

"Outside. " she said as she headed back downstairs. I often wondered why my Grandma did like me. After all we were related by blood. This was werid why she treated me like this I had done nothing wrong. Our wasn't apart of the family. This how she treats bombs. She is never nice to them. She might give them a dollar or two but that's it. Something was seriously wrong. But in the meantime I was going to enjoy my new room. " This more like it. Bigger room in a bigger house." I said aloud unaware my dad was standing there in the doorway. " Yeah but, a much smaller room in a bigger house is your room." He said. I let out a high pitch whimper." WHAT!?!" I felt my voice break during the process.

" Yeah your mom has been having stress issues, so you know how that can get," he said cutting himself off. I don't blame him mom can get real crazy. When he quotes ' stress issues' I know not to tick her off. So dad showed me to my room. It was okay I guess. The only good part about it was that I could see across the street. Which was awsome.

All of my worries were almost over I still had school and friends that needed to make the best out of. I said I'd do better here in California. So far I'm doing decent. Home is home. Now to make home sweet home a better place.