Moving Out

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It was a sunny morning on a typical day in Houston, Texas. Elizabeth, a 10-year-old girl, was sitting outside on her porch, watching her parents move boxes and boxes of items into their truck. Elizabeth's parents had been doing this for the past two days. Every time she asks them why they are moving boxes and loading them into their truck, they never reply, as if she was a ghost.

"Mother," called Elizabeth. "Yes, Elizabeth?" her mother, Mrs. Buckles, answered. "Why exactly are you and Dad moving boxes into the truck?" Elizabeth asked. Her mother ignored her question and continued helping her husband, Mr. Buckles. Elizabeth gave a heavy sigh and went inside the house. She went upstairs to her room and picked up a picture frame. It was a picture of her and her friends. "I hope I'm not moving out, but if I do, I'll miss you guys so much." Elizabeth whispered, hugging the frame.

"Elizabeth! Can you come out and give us two hands please!" Mrs. Buckles called out. Elizabeth placed her frame down on the floor gently and quickly ran to her mother. "Yes, mom, I will." Elizabeth replied. The Buckles household filled the truck with the last few boxes. "Perfect fit. Is there anything else inside the house?" Mr. Buckles asked. "Yes, but we won't need it. We'll be back, won't we?" said Elizabeth. No one answered her.

The Buckles got into their truck and drove off.

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