I don't know weather to be happy or sad about leaving. I love my dad and I love my friends but after all family is the most important thing in the world. Mum said we will be moving back in a few years. " ARE YOU ALMOST FINISHED PACKING, THE MOVING GUY WILL BE HERE SOON!" Mum shouted. " ALMOST" I respond. I've only got to pack a few more clothes and then I'll be ready. The furniture is all out the front ready for the moving guys to collect and take to the airport. Our plane doesn't leave until tomorrow but we are heading up tonight to stay at the Park Royal, so we avoid the traffic in the morning and we can just cross the road and we'll be there. It's only 4:00 now and we leave at 5:00 so I decide to face time with one of my friends. We talk about all the stuff we have done together and everything we're going to miss until we are both crying. It's now 4:55 so I tell Lucy I have to go begin my journey in 5 minutes and that I'll miss her a lot and I promise to talk to her everyday. I get in the car and I try and get some sleep because I've been really worried about my dad and it's been really hard to sleep knowing that your leaving your amazing life here in Australia.
