Love, Boys, and Theft

We moved away from Minnesota in the beginning of my senior year. My dad lost his job at the most prestigious law firms in Saint Paul, and after a month of no income my father decided to apply for a job in New York. Not suprising, he was hired.

I would be lying if I said it wasn't hard to leave my friends that I have made in Saint Paul, epecially Laura. Laura was my best friend since the third grade. I couldn't imagine life without her. We stayed up late at night talking about how cute the boys were and who were our latest crushes. I guess life finally caught up with us when I had to tell her I was moving. It was hard to watch her cry as I gave her the news, I broke down in her arms, I don't know what I could do without her.

Even though I missed Laura and my other friends I don't think I could forget Avery Hector, my boyfriend of three years. I told him with hot tears rushing down my face, he cried but said it would be okay. We could make a long distance relationship work. I really believed could work out, but deep inside I knew it wouldn't. 

It is still hard now, to believe that I am here in New York while my friends are still together back home. I don't think I can ever call this place home. Saint Paul will always be my home.