The Lies of the Heart

Moving to a New Home

     It all started when I turned 16. My parents decided that they didn't want me to grow up in the hellhole I was raised in. They told me that we would be leaving my hometown to move to a little city in Ohio. I was furious that I had to give up everything I ever knew and start over somewhere I had never been before. I grew weary and cried that night after finding out this news. I called my best friend Brandi and told her the news. She grew upset and cried with me. She didn't want me to leave her and forget every memory we had created together.
     I tried to comfort her and myself to keep us from completely losing our sanity. I promised her that no matter what I would find a way to come back to New Jersey to visit her at least once a month. She broke inside the second I said this. I knew she wouldn't be able to handle not seeing me because since we were 11 we never stayed away from each other longer than a few days. Our friendship was so solid that nothing up to this point could have changed that.
     I knew that my promise would become harder to keep after I was gone. I knew that at some point I would soon let her fade from my memory and it hurt. She and I tried to make plans to still hangout but it was very much impossible to do.
     The next day at school, I wandered to classes slowly and sluggishly. It was hard to think that today was the last day I would ever walk these halls as a student. Before my last class I ended up breaking down and crying.
     That night when I got home, I began to pack my things and having flashbacks of the memories that I had in my childhood home. It was hard to think that nobody might like me in Ohio.
     As I packed the last of my things, my phone began to ring. When I answered, my heart sank. It was Brandi and she had called to tell me that we could no longer be friends because it would become harder to keep contact. As I processed this information, I grew very sad. I couldn't handle that she was only telling me the truth that I already knew.
     Brandi then quickly need our call. As I sat down my phone, I fell to my knees in my empty room and cried for almost an hour before my mother entered my room and tried to comfort me. We both knew it was almost impossible to do at this time so she kissed my forehead and told me to start loading my things into the rental truck they had gotten for the move.
     I placed my last box into the van and said my goodbyes to our old home. My father told me to get into my car and get ready to follow him to our new home in Salem, Ohio. Tears rolled down my cheeks as we left the city limits of our hometown. It was goodbye. I knew that maybe in Salem I might get the chance to start as the guy I dreamed of being.