Home Sweet Home
"Welcome to Montrose", the large vibrant sign greeted me as I drove through the downtown area filled with upscale shops and modern office buildings. I had passed through these streets numerous times since I could remember but for the first time I felt a swell of joy and awareness in my heart as I thought of all the memories I had built since my birth in this affluent beach town along the mountains and hills of costal Washington. I hadn't been here since early September of last year when I had packed my belongings into Colby (my royal blue convertible) and drove all the way across the country to NYC for my freshmen year of college. It was now June and I suddenly felt guilty for not coming to visit but I had spent Thanksgiving with my now ex-boyfriend's family, then during Christmas time the snow and harsh weather of New York had prevented me from traveling, and when Spring Break came around I got roped into a volunteer project in South America with my roomate.
Nevertheless I was here now and ready to make up missed time with my stepmom, April, and half brother and sister, Jonah and Mia. They were all I had in my life since my mom abandoned my dad and I soon after I was born and then my dad died from cancer when I was thirteen and the twins were about to turn two. Although he had been diagnosed three years before that we were still shocked to see him go and I suffered denial for quite awhile. Six years later I had eventually come to terms with the truth, but that didn't mean I didn't think about him everyday.
The twins and April were my backbone. Their long phone calls and Skype chats with me had kept me going when the stress of college had made me want to curl up in a ball in bed and never get up again.
Although I had spent my entire life in Montrose I hadn't had a friend who I could call my sista from anotha mista or brother from another mother. I did have my clique of friends from swim team and the group of people I hung out with on weekends and during school and whatnot but no one that I was close enough to keep in contact with when college started, besides the occasional texts, facebook messaages, and holiday messages.
My thoughts were suddenly dismissed as i pulled into the long, uphill driveway that was surrounded by trees on both sides and my eyes finally laid there sight on the structural beauty I called my house.
Authors Note:
Heyy guysss! So as you can see I changed the format of the book and I promise I'll try to update and keep going with this. On the side is a picture of her house. If you want an idea of how i picture the town to be, watch the trailer of the Australian movie Adore. Anyways thanks for reading, please comment and vote!! ♡
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