I don't understand why my parents thought it was a good idea to move the rainiest city in the United States. Everyone at my old school had stopped talking to me because after three suicide attempts, you're not really considered fun to be around. So my parents solution? Move. Where? To a small, depressing city. Great idea.
My dad parked our truck in our new garage at our new home. Home. I guess I shouldn't call it "our new home". It's more like "our new house".
"What do you think?" my mom put her hand on my shoulder and I shoved it off.
"I think I'm gonna miss the sun." I answered coldly. I ran inside and went into my new room. It wasn't as big as my old room, but that didn't really matter to me. All I would be doing in here is sleeping and watching TV. My mom knocked on the door even though it was wide open and reminded me of the hell that would be tomorrow.
"Tomorrow's the first day of school!" she smiled.
"And I couldn't be more excited." I made the sarcasm in my voice as clear as possible and sighed.
I wasn't going to update this story but this part is really short so y'know, why not? This is trash anyways.
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