The move

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Jacks POV 

               "JACK GET IN THE FUCKING CAR WE ARE GOING TO BE LATE!!!!" my dad screamed at me. I got in the car with my stuff and put my earbuds in my ears and waited for the long ride to begin. When we got on the plane my mom gripped my arm pushing me into a seat next to her. I decided I'd get some sleep so I wouldn't be so tired when we landed. 

                                                                             Time skip 

"Wake up!" I heard my mom yelling in my ear. The plane had landed finally. I guess I had slept the entire time. My parents got a cab and gave the man our new address. When he got there I took a long look at the house. It was old and looked very cheap. "Great..." I said to myself. I walked inside to see hard wooden floors covered in so much dust someone probably hasn't been here in months. The kitchen was old fashioned but cute. I ran upstairs to see two bedrooms, my parents and mine. I walked into my room to see it was small and and had old wallpaper covering the walls. I had a tree outside my window which was nice. "COME GET YOUR SHIT AND MOVE IT INTO YOUR ROOM!" My dad yelled at me. I walked outside and got my "shit" outta the car and moving truck. I organized my room which took HOURS. I checked the clock and it was 10:00pm and tomorrow I was going to my new school tomorrow. So I changed into my pj's and fell asleep. 

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