The first time that my mom sent me away she sent me to live with my grandparents. I was 4 and she'd just gotten married to some rich guy. Then when she and my stepdad split up when I was 15. She took me back, but now she's on husband number 3. Which means that she's sending me, her darling only daughter to live with my father over 1000 miles away. From Austin, Texas to Dalton, Georgia. Away from everything and everyone I know. It's not her fault that my grandparents moved to Panama to retire.
But I can still be angry.
I'm used to her sending me away, but it's my senior year I had plans. I wasn't going to get to go to prom with Derek or do spirit week with Kiley. I won't get to graduate with all my friends I've made. It's all so unfair. Ive never met my dad, and he never bothered to try and reach out to me. My moms made it clear he didn't want me. So why would she send me away to him of all people. Way to make me feel loved mom.
The only bright side is that I get to take my horse Gypsy, with me. We are a team. We love barrel racing and to be honest we are both pretty damn good. She's my baby and I love every moment I get to spend with that sassy mare.
My best friend Kiley cried when I told her and my boyfriend Derek didn't believe me.
I told my mom it would ruin my life and she just shrugged it off saying , "you're a pretty girl you'll make new friends." I'm going to miss out on the best year of my life, because she wants to be alone with husband number 3.
I rolled over grabbing my phone off the coffee table.
4am great. I groggily rubbed my eyes as I headed to the bathroom. I looked at my self in the mirror barely recognizing the shell of a person in front of me. My long blonde hair was a mop and mascara stained my cheeks. My green eyes had turned grey. I looked like a raccoon after a weekend bender. I hopped into the shower allowing the water to wash away all of them emotion stuck swirling in my head.
I quickly put on jeans and a shirt letting my hair do what it wanted. My mom and her husband didn't even bother to say goodbye as I loaded my bags into the trunk of the cab.
I missed home as soon as I got on the plane. I already wished I was with Kiley and Derek. The plane rumbled as we thundered down the runway. I watched out the window as everything I knew flew behind me. The hostess took pity on me bringing me an extra drink. I was grateful for the small gesture.
I already feel so alone.
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The Dirt
RomanceMy name is Kourtney. My mother decided to send me to my dads in Georgia for my senior year. Itll be my first time ever meeting him. Why she wants me to meet him i dont know, he never cared. Why would she think that id want to be there.
