Hey.
My name is Blair. I am 15 and I am moving into a small town called Trofors. We are driving there.
It has been like 10 hours of just driving. It's raining and I am starting out the window. Everything looks damp and gloomy. Hopefully things will get happier. I start to pull the blanket I am wrapped around in closer.
We are finally at the house. It is a big house even though it is only me and my mum who is always at work. We live in a really pretty street.
I start to unpack my things from the car up into my room. I sit on my bed and lay back staring at the ceiling. I look at my phone then I heard my Mum yell my name...
"BLAIR?" Mum yelled from downstairs
"YES MUM" you yelled back
"I AM GOING TO MEET THE NEIGHBORS" she yelled waiting for something
"OK !" You yelled back again
It was about 5 minutes then you get a phone call from your mum telling you to come next door. I said ok and got dressed and I did my hair and put my coat on and went outside it was still raining and damp. I just walked through it. I got to the house and rang the doorbell I heard it ding then someone opened the door....
Sorry it's so short the parts will get longer I promise.
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