Moving

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"It's time to get up!" I dreaded those words. But today was different, today is a day that would impact me forever. I was moving to a new state, into a new house, in a new town. I didn't want to change. I hated change. Ever since dad walked out, it's just been mom and me. She and I have changed our habits too too much since that day. We still were today. I hated change.

I got up, not in any hurry to start the day laid out for us. I casually walked to the shower to freshen up before our trip. It was going to a long trip, that was for sure. The shower and I have a love/hate relationship. I love to escape my problems and wash it all down the drain, but at the same time, all the peace would cause me to drown in my own thoughts. It had always been that way for me, every morning. And today was no different.

After a long, warm shower, I liked to stand in front of the mirror and imagine my life from a different view. I always liked to think of myself as an innocent, joyful kid without a worry in the world. I always let out a little sigh, knowing that will never be me. No matter how much I tried, I would always be lonely little Jay. Then I realize we are going to be late if I don't hurry, so I continue my morning duties.

After I finish getting dressed, I hurried in the bathroom to comb my hair and brush my teeth. Hygiene was very important to me, as it should be to everyone. I finished my packing, after shedding a few tears, and decided to pay my respects by saying goodbye to our house one last time. This was it. No more. I started to cry, but caught myself. I've had my share of memories in this house, but it was still only a house.

I told mom I would meet her in the car, as I slowly walked down the pathway to the garage to pack my stuff into the car. I sat in the car, with a confused look. How would this new town be? What if no one liked me? What if I was bullied? Once again, I was drowning in my thoughts. I decided to doze off, and ease my mind. As the car pulled off, I gradually fell deeply asleep. Ah, at last, alone time. For now...

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