My name is Sammiee. Samantha Grace Staller tp be exact. I'm 19 and live in Pennsylvania. My mom is a really big druggy and I don't like talking to her or about her. Yes, I live with her but I'm usually not home. I have the cutest little sister ever! She has curly blonde hair and blue eyes just like me. Anyways, my mom just got a new job in Huntington Beach, California. We're moving in exactly 2 weeks. I already started packing.
"Sammiee? Dinner is done!" my mom yelled from the kitchen. I ran downstairs and told Micayla, my little sister, to come down for dinner. We all got our food and sat down at the dinner table. It was really silent at first until my mom spoke up.
"So, my job called and we have to in the house by Friday so that leaves us 2 days to pack. I want yous to start packing as soon as we're done eating. You're not going to school tomorrow." I just nodded. I didn't really have friends to say bye to so it's definitely gonna be a really easy move. Micayla started crying because she was going to miss her friends. I didn't want to listen to it so I just went to my room. My mom finally got Micayla to calm down and fall asleep.
"Hey, Sammiee. Let's start over. I don't want to fight with you anymore." my mom said as she slowly walked into my room that was almost packed. I didn't answer her and she just left. I was so tired from packing I just wanted to sleep. I didn't even bother changing.
