Sixteen

The move

    That night I couldn't sleep. I mean, how could I. A new house without one of my parents by my side. And to think, they tell me on my 16th birthday. I mean who does that! That morning I took a good look at my room. There was boxes everywhere. I couldn't believe I was actually moving. I haven't told Ben yet. I couldn't decide if I wanted to text him or meet in person. So instead of making a decision I decided to stare at the ceiling for another ten minutes. I was imagining his reaction until I was rudely interrupted by my father. Just looking into his dark brown eyes I could tell he was worried. Not for himself, but for me. " Are u ready to go," my dad questioned. I nodded my head and walked out my bedroom door silently.

As soon as I open the front door, I see Ben. His brown eyes looked sad as if he already knew what was going on. "How could u have not told me!" I stared at the ground. "I didn't know how," I murmured to myself. My eyes start to tear up and everything becomes a blur. His puts his soft hands under my chin lifting my head. I had tears falling down my face. He sweeps away the tears under my eyes and begins to lean in closer.

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