new life

I climbed the stairs to my room. Trying to think of my new life and it would be happy, I hope. I slowly went into my room and found all the boxs I had packed in the last week. Everything in my room was in a box except for my couch which I have been sleeping on. I went into my parents room. It hurt my heart. My mom had died. My father is the fbi most wanted and he is hiding somewhere I don't even know. I went over to there dresser and grabbed some money on there. I looked at my mom things that she said would be mine and I put them in a box. I grabbed a few things of my dad's  but I was embrassed to know him. I had not gone to school since my dad was wanted. I kept my face hidden and soon I live in a different state, with my aunt and cousin.

  I had gone threw all the rooms and got what I wanted. I took the boxs downstairs and then looked out the window to see if the moving truck was there.I waited for a while then it pulled up. I grabbed all my stuff and put it in, then I called my grandma to pick me up. She came faster than fast. I got into the front seat. My grandma looked in my face. I tried to hold the tears in.  What had happened to my life. " It will be ok." my grandma told me, but I wasn't to sure. Then we pulled up to my new house. I gasped.