Moving Day (Chapter 1)

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I like moving but it gets annoying i like moving and see differnet places but i hate spending the whole day with my parents in the car. I need a paper and pen and tape so i can write Help Me on it and put it on the window and get me out of the hell box (the car with yout parent) that is the only thing i hate about moving.

 Sometimes i just want to put my hand to a car door and shut it because my parents fight all the time never stop fighting. My dad is never happy with work and my mom is well lets say she can't hadle my dad's job and my mom is unhappy with me sometimes. We moved bcecause they think it will push all the bad moments aside and get on with our lifes. I sit in the back seat of the car and listen to my MP3 i glance down at my MP3 and saw a song i didn't recognize.

Sixteenmoons.

What was that? i clicked on it. The melody was haunting. I couldn't place the voice, but i felt like i heard it before.

   Sixteen moons, sixteen years                                                                                                                                     Sixteen of your deepest fears                                                                                                                            Sixteen times you dreamed my tears                                                                                                                        Falling, Falling through the years...

  It was creepy, moody-almost hypnotic.

  ''Shane were here.'' mom said looking at me while my dad pulling up in the drive way and i saw a house that is going to our home and it was white that had a huge porch it had big windows.

''I see.'' i said to my mom and i put my MP3 in my pocket and grab my stuff and went inside the house and i stoped. The house seemed differnt from the old house it was kinda deppressed like somebody lost something or someone.                                                                                                                                                                         

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