My Teenage Story

Introduction: hi I'm Montana, And this is my Teenage story.

Chapter One, Moving to a new house

New home, new environment, new school, new people, new start. My names Montana and im 13 years old. I live in Gadsdan Alabama, and heres my teen age story.

"Montana! Come here!" My mom yells like she has fallen and cant get up!

"What?!" as i rush to her room!

"We have a house! Your aunt jakie is moving to washington and shes letting us move into it. We are gonna be moved in by July."

I look at my mom like shes crazy. I didnt wanna move! i had just got back to Alabama and i already have a hard enough time making new friends because of the "Type of person" i am. Im one of those teens with the "swooshy scene" look. I wear my makeup dark, and i like anime and rock music. I wasnt what youd call an adverage teen, who went out shopping with there friends, or to the movies. I like to sit in my room in piece and quite on the computer. I had a small section of friends that i sometimes would just go to the mall with and hang out for a bit.

"Mom, why are we moving we just moved here and i finally just made some friends! we just moved here not even a year ago!" I said looking at my mom with an angry face, with tears forming into my eyes.

"Sweetheart, your dad is coming home next month from Afghanistan, and he needs to be by a miliatary post. We are moving back by Fort Campbell. Everything will be ok you dont have to talk to the people that ust to mess with you cause we will be living in Clarksville TN. That is only 15 mintues away from post. Trust me everything will be ok!" My mom says like my feelings dont matter.

The whole situation about Fort Campbell is when i was in the 7th grade i live on Fort Campbell Kentucky and i was and OUTCAST! I had absolutly no friend except 2. Everyone just picked on me. I had no clue why. I have no reason to be picked on. I was just a normal girl who was quite and shy. I was dorky, that is the only reason i could think of why everyone picked on me. I then had to move cause the bullying got so bad. I moved away from my parents and my little sister for about 8 months to go live with my moms friends Vicki and her daughter Leann. Leann was a "popular" girl, a girl who wore exspensive clothes, and went shopping and to the football games. She just had alot of friends! So my mom thought it would be a good idea to live with them for a little bit, so that maybe Leann could help me. I Changed a good bit in the months i was there. I learned how to wear makeup.

And i learned how to match clothes better, but i was still quite and shy. I moved back and i found out my dad was leaving for afghanistan. That made me feel even worse! So my dad made us pack up the hosue and move to Alabama. Because my mom was sick, and she needed someone to help her get around, and since our whole family lived in Alabama that was the perfect place!

I was so mad i didnt know what to do. I just wanted to put my pillow over my face and go to sleep and never wake up! I didnt listen to my mom and start packing my room. I just sat on my phone and texted for the rest of the night.

I wake up the next morning to my room filled with boxes! I was irrate! So mad! My mom was packing my room! and all of it was packed!

"I knew you werent going to pack your room, so i thought that id do it for you." She says with a smart attitude.

I gave her the nastiest look i could think of. I got out of my bed and i went to the bathroom. I came back into my room, and she had already had my bed packed up! I had just left for only 5 minutes! I walked in there with my toothbrush in my hand and she had grabbed it out of my hand and through it into a plastic bag and into a box.