Emery has everything she could ever want in life. A nice house,a prestigious private school, a big bedroom, she's popular, and most importantly, lots of friends. Until one day that could all be taken away from you and you get a reality check. Emerys...
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I woke up in my bed in los Angeles this morning expecting it to be a normal day like everyday in 1995 but it wasn't. I woke up expecting to go to high school today but I didn't. Instead my stupid dad had the fucking nerve to tell me we were moving manhattan. When I first thought manhattan, I thought we were gonna move on the good side of town, maybe in a nice penthouse. But no! My dad had to buy an apartment in a brown stone building! I told my dad that "why do we have to move away? I am happy right where I am dad. And out of all places why a brown stone apartment?" I kept questioning him with a confused look on my face.
He said, "Emery listen to me, he shouted. They just foreclosed on the house, since my company is going bankrupt, we have to move to manhattan, in the cheapest apartment I can find. We can't afford to live here anymore."
I told him in an ungrateful tone, " Well at least let me have a big room dad." He exclaimed in a normal voice, "Go pack your things Emery, because later today about 5pm, we're getting in the moving van."
I said, "But dad, I looked at my watch, it's 8am. We won't have enough time because the time is different there." As I shut my bedroom door I stood against the door of my room sliding down to the floor in tears. I had to tell the news to my friends. I called them on my phone that was in my bedroom. After I called all my friends to spread the news of me never coming back to school, I looked at the time and it was 3pm. I started freaking out, I first started in my closet.
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I started rummaging through all my stuff until there was just a giant pile of clothes on the floor. Never have I ever been this messy in my life. I got ugly cardboard boxes and packed all my clothes and shoes inside the boxes. I then grabbed my disposable camera to take pictures of myself to remember my sad, empty closet :( Later I got all my belongings put into the boxes. Even my furniture was packed up. If it wasn't for our maid, Jessica, she was such a great help to us. I was kinda scared for what was next! New school new house. We got in the moving truck and headed for manhattan. I was nervous, Los Angeles was the only thing I ever knew, I was about to get out of my California shell and finally see what the big apple was really about. It felt wrong leaving behind the only thing I knew. I had bad thoughts in my mind,"will manhattan be bad, not safe?" But I tried to act like I was happy.
