True Magic

Oops"! I said as I went to pick up the picture I just dropped. I put it in the box that was in my arms. I put the box on the ground as I look around my former room. I'm really going to miss this place, I thought to myself. I looked at the empty room, where my bed had once been and my light blue walls where my pictures once hung of me and my friends. A feeling of sadness came over me as I thought of all the memories of my home and all my friends. With a sigh I picked up the brown cardboard box and walked across my room for the last time, hearing a slight creak because of its old exterior. I turned the golden handle of my pearl white door and turned its gold colored handle taking one last glance. I shut the door and head down the stairs. I open the front door and shut it behind me as I glance at the small pale yellow home that was once mine I wished that I still lived there in my house with its color and old fashioned beauty. I turn and walked down my wooden porch steps. I walk down the driveway until I reached my father's car, I put the box that I didn't want in the moving van, in the back seat and got to the passenger side of the black car. When I got in my father was on his black work phone, as usual, talking about some big project. I didn't listen as we pulled out of the driveway. I looked out the window as we headed out of town. We passed my best friend's house, Cali who had been my best friend since 2nd grade. We've been through so much together and she knew everything about me as I knew everything about her. I remember the times she's been there for me like when my mother passed away and I didn't talk or do anything for months. My thoughts went to my mother who died of car accident when I was 10. Ever since my father has always been working and going on business trips a lot, and he changes his job ALOT so much that I don't even bother keeping track of what he is doing, I know it's because he's still upset and wants to keep his mind busy with work. But before she died we were all a close family and did a lot together. A tear threatened to pour down my face, but then I thought about the fact that I'm leaving all those memories behind. I remember throwing a fit when I found out, me and my dad still aren't talking. Ha-ha serves him right for making me leave. We drove for a couple of hours and knew it took a long time to get from Massachusetts to Virginia. 'Ugh'! I thought. The town's name is rose town, dear god! How much more stupid could a town name be. Well I guess I shouldn't be angry about the town when I'm actually mad because I'm leaving the place where my friends and home are! I look out the window and notice that it's dark out, 'what time is it'? I ask myself. I look at my phone it's just past 11 at night. I decide to listen to my I-pod as I fall asleep.

I woke up to the noise of my cell phone beeping. I looked around the car confused. 'Oh' I thought to myself. I looked at my phone and saw a text from Cali. 'R u there yet' I look out the window, its bright out but I can't tell if we are. "Dad"? "Yes Lilith"? Ugh I hate when he uses my full name, I prefer Lili (pronounced lily) . "Are we in town yet"? I say trying to act mature. "Yep, well be at the house in a few minutes". I texted her back 'were in town but not at the house yet'. A few minutes later my phone beeped. 'Cool, call me when u get there'. I put my phone in my jeans front pocket. I look out the window and realize this is a small old town. We passed through what looked to be the center of town and saw a row of small shops, some sold candy, flowers, outdoor supplies, clothing, and other things. We headed through the town until we turned on to a small street with some of the houses that resembled log cabins, it fit in with the green forests surrounding this part of town, noticing that there weren't many houses and that there was a sign that said dead end. We kept driving until we pull up to a house towards the end of the small street. As soon as I see the house my jaw drops.