Chantelle
Wassup my name is Chantelle. I'm 17 years old. I don't really have many friends , mostly because we move around a lot and all these bitches be hating. Speaking of I'm packing right now because we're moving AGAIN. This time it's to philly. I'm really getting sick and tired of my dad picking different jobs and just up and moving without asking me how I feel. Every time I get comfortable or try to make new friends it always fails because he lists packs up all our stuff and moves to a different city. Now don't get me wrong I love my dad to death but the decisions he makes sometimes pisses me off.
"Chantelle you almost done ?"
"Yes dad just give me a minute."
"Alright I'm gonna start loading the car, meet me there when your done."
I packed the last of my things then headed downstairs towards the car.
"Alright I'm ready"
He put the rest of my things in the car and we headed off towards philly. Not many words were exchanged on the way there mostly because I was mad at him for making us move again.
"Dad ?" I ask.
"Yes sweetheart ?" He answers.
"Why are we always moving from city to city, can't you just stick with one job for once !?"
"I'm sorry baby-girl. I'm going to try to keep this job".
Without saying another word I just turn towards the window. He says the same thing every time and we end up moving.
•6 hours later•
"Chantelle wake up"
I wake up to see us parked in front of this 2 story house. It's so beautiful like it was so different compared to all the other house we've lived in. I got out the car to help my dad unload. Once we got inside my heart just dropped. It was so beautiful on the inside.
"Your room is upstairs second door on the right"
I walk upstairs and go into my room all my bed stuff and dresses are already in there. Hopefully this is our last time moving. Anyways I go get some clothes and hop in the shower because I'm tired and want to go to sleep. After I get out i lay down and last thing I remember is when my head hit that pillow I was out.
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