3rd Person:
Kyle Sanchez was brushing his teeth when he heard a knock.
"Yes?" Kyle responded to the knock.
"I got the truck." The Hispanic voice said.
"Ok mamá, ya salgo."
Kyle's POV:
Today was the day I was moving out. I had finished college, got my Masters degree but for some reason I didn't feel accomplished. I had worked for years studied hard and it felt like it didn't mean anything. My degree in Mechanical Engineering just felt like it was useless. Today was the day. The day I moved in, the day I found out who I found out who my roommate was.
"Míja, Nosotros tenemos que ir!" My mom said with venom in her voice one thing I learned growing up was not to mess with a angry Hispanic mom, so I got my ass out of there before she dragged my ass out of there.
"Sorry Mamà, I'll load my stuff in to the truck."
"Oh I'm going to miss you." My mom said clearly holding tears back.
"I'm going to miss you too mamà"
We stood there for at least 5 minutes until my mom told me to go get my stuff.
I walk to my room and grab two boxes and my backpack, I bring them down and load them in the truck and wait for my mom. I would take my Prius but it was too small for my stuff. Just as I check my phone my mom walks to the truck with a gift box?
"I got you a going away gift." My mom exclaimed clearly excited to give me a gift.
"Mamà you didn't have to, I can't except this."
"Take it or I steal your knee caps" She deadpanned
"Woah ok I take it." I said.
A/N: Cliffhanger mfs
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Red Sneakers
General FictionKyle Sanchez, 22 years old, starts a new journey in life. What will he do and more importantly who will he meet.
