Amazed

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"Hon, we're here!" My mom sang as I sighed. The pick up truck jerked to a stop, and the silence that followed was deafening compared to the roar of the engine that filled it a few moments ago. I looked out the window and scrunched my nose at my surroundings. There was some space between the houses, but they were still too close. Next to us was a massive eggshell color house, with trees that towered above it in the background. Those trees grew in our backyard as well.

It was a pretty house, but not the one I wanted to see. I just missed the clear, blue skies of Ackerly, Texas. I was already feeling a bit homesick. Bear whined, putting his massive head on my shoulder. I reached up and petted him, trying to sooth the giant Russian Bear dog. He didn't like the move either.

"It's ok Bear. We'll get through this together, alright?" I said to him. He let out a great gust of air in a sigh. He wouldn't be able to run around as much anymore, since we didn't have as much land as before. Also I'm pretty sure they don't have coyotes here, so he can't hunt those anymore.

"Rocky! Help me unload. Please?" I heard Dad call from the back of the moving truck and I sighed, opening the door and stepping out. The door opened and shut with an unworldly groan from years of use and old age. This truck was going to be mine, and I couldn't wait. I've been riding in the backseat of this truck since I was young. It was practically family.

I left Bear in the car, not wanting him to cause any trouble, and I walked over to Dad and grabbed a box.

"Just set them all in the entryway for now, hon. We'll disperse it all later," he said and I nodded, heading for the door. It was midnight blue with a golden knocker in the middle of it. I pushed it open with my shoulder and set the box down. We didn't have many things back at the farm, so there weren't many boxes. It wouldn't take long at all.

I heard Bear whining; he was my best friend. We were always together. I ran back to the truck and opened up the door, and a great mountain of black fur lumbered out. Bear was huge, and since I was so small, he easily reached the top of my head while I was standing. While I was sitting down, he had almost two feet on me. Heck, he's given me rides around the house when I broke my leg. He's an amazing dog.

I lead him back to the truck, and back to the house as I grabbed boxes. He trotted a few feet away to sniff his new surroundings. I set the box down and looked around too.

Everything was so spacious and clean with white walls and dark, wooden floors and leather furniture. I felt like if I touched it it would shatter in my calloused hands. I looked so dirty and almost manly in this pristine environment. Why did we have to move again? Oh yeah, my mom got a high paying job as an intern for a important business man in the city.

No matter what, my heart and soul will be back home.

I was ripped from my thoughts when a thunderous growl echoed throughout the house, and I whipped around to see Bear guarding the door, his hackles raised as he glared at what was outside. I raised to the tips of my toes to see what he was growling at, and I saw clones. Both were tall, handsome, and muscular. Both shared dark brown hair, tanned skin, and hazel eyes.

They were talking to my parents, and I could tell by the look in Dad's eyes that he didn't exactly like them. He was like me, he didn't really want to move. It was mainly Mom who made that decision, and we were all forced to go along with it. At least she was happy.

Suddenly I heard claws against cement, and I grabbed onto Bear's collar just in time, because he was taking off at the twins.

"Bear no!" I shouted, trying my absolute hardest to try to prevent him from mauling the neighbors. He barked and raced towards them. I tightened my grip and ended up getting dragged with him. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, trying to hang on for dear life. I heard the boys yell in fear. I wouldn't blame them. Having a mountain of black fur run straight at you, growling and fangs glowing? I'd be terrified too.