Miss Little tiny Optimistic

A new start

"It's not so bad!" My father chimes "New neighbourhood, fresh start!" He gives a smile nudging me as I grunt. 'I hardly had any friends to begin with..' I think grudgingly 'It's not like I'm gunna make any here' I look up at the house, my thick brown hair flailing in the wind blocking some of my view. I try to move it out of the way but to no avail.
"Ellie, why don't you help your father with his machines into the shed? " My mother asks watching things get unloaded, I perk up a little, Dad's inventions are the best. I grab some of the smaller boxes labeled 'Invention parts' and start to carry it, letting my father get the heavier things. The wind howls creating a creepy note that pierces the air, it sends a shiver down my spine. I take a few deep breaths and plaster on a smile.
Box after box we carry the machines and their parts into the shed. Dad looks over some of the prototypes he had ready. He scans over them thoughtfully, looking for any dents or scratches. Finding none he pulls me into a big hug squeezing me tightly. I covered up my annoyance with a laugh and a smile
"Oh Dad! I almost forgot something!" I shouted, he looked at me confused
"What did you forget Ellie?" He asked tilting his head.
"I forgot to... Tackle you!" I jump on him both of us falling to the ground laughing, as my mother stands in the doorway "Come on you two, we've got some sorting to do." She coos.
I help my father to his feet as we head inside.
The house wasn't like something you'd pick out of a Scary movie, it has a modern like exterior but it looks so abandoned and empty without furniture. I guess my family would fix that soon enough. As soon as we get everything assembled and put up, I guess it wouldn't seems so barren. I find my way to a bathroom, and look in the mirror, 'New town, new state Ellie' I tell myself 'you are a strong young woman, and you can have a do over.' I put on my game face and head out carrying back in boxes of clothes and decorations we will probably never put up. My Fashion taste wasn't hard to please, it was just anything I felt look good together. Which leads to some strange combinations of jeans and t-shirts but I spend too much time on the Internet to try to impress anyone.
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Ellie's father, Jonathan Claine was the inventor he claimed to be. After seeing his daughter leave he begins to meddle with one of the machines. This one was his pride. Years of reading and research prepared him to build it. Though the concept was nothing knew. He knew it would only be so long before he could test it. First on something inanimate. Then something living, then maybe a mammal. And build his way up. He had to take every precaution with this machine. It of all things was not a toy! And nothing to be messed with. He covers it up and makes sure that it has no power before grabbing a shiny new lock from his pocket and putting it on the shed door before heading inside to finish the first day of the move. He knew Ellie would love it here. And he knew his inventions could help. His feet softly crunched on the small gravel area near the large brown shed. A large willow tree sits in the backyard, housing a small tire swing, he gives a soft smile and looks back at the house again, he now jogs into the house, his wife putting things in their new places. He gives her a kiss before yawning, and retreating to his room, where for now it was just boxes. If we wanted to sleep, he would have to put the beds back together again. He doesn't complain and does his work, he could hear Ellie play her music over her phone. It was one of her favourites. It was Dustland Fairytale by The killers, the teen payed no mind to the open doors as she danced about. Often in awkward ways that shouldn't be called dancing. But Jonathan didn't care.

When the beds are built and made, it was finally time to sleep, Ellie's music has died off and she now sleeps on her bed, tired from helping her father put it together.
He lies down before letting sleep take him at last.
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