Kiera Anderson's Moving Diary

Entry 2

Monday, August 29th, 2016

10:50 am

Today at exactly 4:52, I said goodbye to my little brother, Sam. The goodbye was unfortunately quite brief but I'm not upset because we had said our goodbyes last night. We dropped him off at the airport with my mom, since she is the one flying with him to Wisconsin. My dad isn't going over until next week on Tuesday because he still has to finish up at work so it's just me and Claire, my older sister, in the house this week while he works. Well, she's working mostly to so it's just me. See, school for Sam starts on the 1st of September, so we sent him over a little early so he can adjust to my grandparents house before he begins 7th grade. When we said our goodbyes last night, there weren't actually any verbal goodbyes. I had just gotten out of the bathroom from brushing my teeth when I heard crying coming from his room. As you know, Sam is a 13 year old teenage boy, and he doesn't really cry often so I got a bit disheveled. I had opened his door and then sat on his bed and rubbed his forehead. He just told me everything he felt and it made me cry as well. I simply think that someone his age shouldn't have to move so much. See, when you are younger, you don't have as such strong bonds between friends. Especially being the fact that he was about to move up schools from intermediate to junior high, and I feel like that was a very difficult transition, and knowing that he has to do that without any friends, it just breaks my heart. 

I'm the only one in the house right now and it eerily quiet, despite the sleeping puppy at the other end of the sofa. Her name is Tippi, she is a beagle. Her and Sam were play buddies and they would roughhouse despite the fact that Tippi is much smaller than Sam. She has this huge beanbag that she likes to sleep in (and it completely dwarfs her) and we usually put it in whosoever room she is sleeping in that night. Well, since we got up at 4:00, she had gotten up with us. My dad had to go to work directly after he dropped us off since we got home at like 5:50, so Claire and I just trudged back to bed. I noticed that I couldn't find Tippi since I wanted to bring her into my room to cuddle. Turns out she was laying in the beanbag in Sam's room, and when I came in at first she got excited since she thought her best friend was home, but once she realized I wasn't him, she just went back to sleep.

I think this is the first Wattpad story I have ever written where I have cried. I have absolutely nothing to do right now since we are having movers pack us so I don't have to do any of that stuff. Ugh I am so bored. Sam took the Xbox One with him to Wisconsin as compensation for him having to leave his actual friends. Now he can play with his online friends. And I'm sad because I just joined this hyped new competitive team for Overwatch and I had made such good friends, despite being the only girl out of the 12 of us. Ugh, alright I'm gonna go mope and do some stuff to keep myself busy.

Kiera Out.