Your voice (completed)[under editing]

2. Amy

Moving day. My dad just lost his job and thought it was best if we moved. I'm kind of excited because we're moving back to the first home I ever knew. We moved when I was 6 years old. We moved because of my dads job but we couldn't bare to say goodbye to our first home so we kept it as a holiday house. But I've miss living on the farm, I would play for hours just running around the empty fields. I'm not a city girl. I just cant handle all of the city noise and there's always so many people everywhere you go, it just gets to be just a little too much most days.

I'm definitely not going to miss my high school though. I just never managed to find where I fit in which made it even harder to make friends. Plus the other girls just didn't quite understand me. The thought I was weird but I like to think that just means that I'm different to them and if I'm honest I'd much prefer to be myself then pretend to be something I'm not just to feel like I fit in. I like to show who I truly am but that's often quite hard when your so shy.

Maybe it was because of my lack of confidence that I didn't quite fit in. Maybe I could of tried harder to be heard but its so hard to be heard when everything around you is so loud. But most of the time I just like to be by myself in the fresh air, rain or shine. Plus people at my old schools hated the rain but me I loved it. There's just something about it that makes me feel free and like I'm a small kid again.

So now I'm in a hot car looking out of the window waiting to be reunited with my childhood home. It might be the only farm around here but it's my home and that makes it special, to me at least. As soon as the car pulled up outside the house I ran straight out. The cold winter breeze was fresher and the grass was so much greener than anything else you'd see in the city. My parents laughed happily as they just watched me playing on the grass like I was 6 years old again .

Dad unlocked the house and I ran straight up the stairs to my bedroom. Exactly as I'd left it when I stayed this summer. Everything was just perfect. I jumped on to my bed landing on my back, the mattress creaking and pushing me back up to my feet. I quickly rushed down stairs to go help my parents with all of the boxes and help unpack everything. Even though I'd only been back for 30 minutes or so I already I knew that I was going to have the best time here.

After we unpacked all of the boxes and had dinner I went up to my room. Then for some reason, I cant explain why but suddenly I felt drawn to the window. I pulled back the curtains ever so slightly and saw a dark figure walking alone in the dark with their head hung as if something was wrong. They had a dark hoodie on and the hood was pulled up to hide their face. I could see their cold breath blowing out from under the hoodie as they walked. Their hands were in their pockets as they continued to walk, ignoring everything around them. And that was the first time I saw HIM.o