Finals of August
Dear diary,
Mom got me this stupid book to write things on... I mean I'm 12! What the hell does she think I'm gonna do with this? Writing is for pussys! Or at least that's what dad says.
Anyways She said she wanted me to write my mistakes here and "learn" from them in the future. So I guess I Better remind you of the Awesome guy that you were!
So, unless you changed our freaking name future me, My name is Johnathan and I'm 12. I am in 6th grade so I'm pretty much a teen now. So uuuuhh...I guess this is it?
Jonathan's mom: JONATHAN!
Jonathan: WHAT???
Jonathan's mom: GET DOWN HERE! WE NEED TO TALK!
As I threw my Notebook on my bed, I began to complain. I went running downstairs to Get her out of my case. As I reached the kitchen I could hear her talking with my father and brother. My brother sounded Angry and so did my father. Once I entered the kitchen finally I felt a sense of tense and awkwardness in the air. My brother seemed legitimately pissed, Which is not Rare coming from him, Unlike my mom who had an exiting expression on her face.
Jonathan: What's going on?
Jonathan's mom: well...Jonathan-
Jonathan's dad: Jules, I'll tell him
Dad came into the kitchen holding my little sister, Isabell. He called my mom by her first name which was wierd even from him.
Jules: No, Henry-
Henry: look, Jonathan, Me and your mother have come to a conclusion...
Irec: And your not gonna like it pip squeak
Irec, my brother, was being more sour than usual. Now I know something's wrong.
Henry: look, I've decided to move the family company since we got a new sponsor!
Jonathan: umm, So your gonna be making more money, what's the issue?
Jules: Honey, To be able to move the company we're...going to have to move too...
Jonathan: wait...what are you saying?
Irec: We're moving idiot!
Isabell: M-Movan?
Jonathan: Moving!??
I couldn't believe what I was hearing...My last year in this town.
Jonathan: W-Where are we going to live?
Jules: A few towns away from here...
Irec, More angry than before, Ran upstairs as I followed behind him with Isabell. Moving was always easy for us but now...It feels different...I was just starting to fit in too... why does this type of shit always happen to me?
I don't want things to change...
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