Just Another day

Chapter 1

I looked out of the bus window wondering where my life was going, after my mom passed away I was lost. I didn't know where to go or what to do. My name is Bridget. Bridget Harlem, and this is my life story. It was only a year ago when she died but it still feels like yesterday I got home from school like any other day, only to find her passed out on the living room floor. So much has changed I didn't even want to think about it. I dreaded the day I'd meet my father Ian Harlem again, after what he did to mom and I. I don't want to face him but here I am, on the road to horror as I thought of it. He left when I was only 6 years old at the worst possible time and I barely even remember what he looks like.
The bus comes to a stop 2 hours later, I'm hoping to make a quick run for it, but there he is, standing beside his old Ford, the same truck I use to tag along in.
"You ready to go?" He calls out to me.
"I guess so." I say with a great amount of sarcasm.
I get in the truck as he puts my bags in the back. It even smells the same as I remember, the sweet smell of hay and leather. Back when we were still together as a family, we lived on a farm. My Mom was pretty much allergic to every animal so it was really tough but we got through it. Eventually, they started fighting every once and awhile then that led to sleepless nights and that ended up in him leaving us. I'm 15 now so I've gotten used to the fact that we aren't allowed to have animals since dad left except for a dog that strictly stayed outside.
As we made our way to my "new home" I began to relize it looked far too familiar.
This was where him and I would always go every month to the sale barn.
"So are you excited to go to high school after summer break?" He said trying to break the silence.
"Going to a place where for one I don't want to be and two don't know anyone, sure! Where do I sign up?"