15-Day Writing Challenge

Day 9: Moving

Day 9: Finish This Sentence And Continue The Story:

"Listen," he said, "this won't be easy for you to hear..."

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"Listen," he said, "this won't be easy for you to hear, but we're moving...again.

I hesitated. "Where?"

"...Antarctica."

"Ugh!" I jumped on his back and mock-pummeled his head into the wall. "I'm serious! Where are we going, this time?"

"April, sweetie, why don't you believe me? I know you've always loved polar bears!"

"Dad. Really? Polar bears live in the Arctic. On the other side of the world." I sighed and turned away from him. We moved a lot because of my mother's ambition and drive. She never stopped moving to new heights in the corporate ladder. And she dragged us along with her.

Usually, we stayed in one place for 1 year, at the most. We'd been living in New Hampshire for nearly 2 years, and I'd been hoping it would last a bit longer than it had in the past. Guess not.

My dad scooped me up from behind and hugged me tight. "It'll be alright, sweetie. We'll have to settle down eventually, right?"

"I guess so." I hugged him back.

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11:11 pm
Call from April (crazyBUTgreat) Astoria
. . .
. . .
Margarita: ...hello?
April: MARGARITA MAKE A WISH 11:11 HURRY OR WE'LL BE OUT OF TIME HURRY THE FUCK UP
Margarita: Okay, okay! Done! What'd you wish for?
April: um...about that...
Margarita: WHAT?
April: So...mymomishavingusmoveagainandit'scompletelyacrossthecountryandidon'tknowwhattodoi'vebeenfriendswithyoulongerthananyoneohgodhowdoidealwiththisdon'tmakemeleavemompleaseeeesoiwishednottoleavebutobviouslythatwon'tcometrueohgodohgod
Margarita: WHAT?? YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME
April: I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO HELP
Margarita: Okay. Breathe. Breathe. You will be okay. You will survive.
April: Okay. I'll survive. But how will I survive? HOW WILL I SURVIVE?
Margarita: TELL ME I SURVIVE. DO I SURVIVE YOU ASTORIA??
April: ...
Margarita: Sorry. Not the time?
April: HAHAHA okay that was actually hilarious. Thanks for making my...night?
Margarita: Anytime. Now, go to sleep. We'll figure this out tomorrow, I promise. It's too late to be talking right now.
April: Okay.
Margarita: ...
April: ...
Margarita: ...
April: ...
Margarita: ...
April: HAHAHAHA
Margarita: HAHAHAHAHA
April: Ha, too late to, OHHHH that's too funny. Too late to talk.
Margarita: AS IF. It is NEVER too late to talk. You can't see me now, but I'm smiling.
April: Me, too.
Margarita: CRAP MY DAD IS COMING GOT TO GO BYEE GOOD NIGHT I WILL TALK TO YOU TOMORROW
April: Byeeee!! TALK TO YOU TOMORROW!!

Call ended.