Clueless

C7

As much as I loved flying insects and bursting pipes underneath our wood flooring, that wasn't our forever home either. My mom decided that it was time to move cities again, roughly half an hour away from our last house. Now, it was from Ridgevillle to Spruce Wood. These city names are going to progressively get worse just to let you know.

Now, we're in a mobile home, it wasn't bad at all. That wasn't sarcasm either, I really mean that it wasn't bad. Sure, the 'tile' was a plastic roll out sheet that looked like tile, but at least we didn't need to worry about dropping things and it cracking. We just needed to worry about our dog's claws scratching a hole in it, fun.

It had a pretty big backyard and a huge field right behind it where we got a great view of the sunsets. The rooms were pretty big and the bathrooms were great as well, it was a 4 bedroom and 3 bathroom place. There was a dining room and two living rooms? One could've been like, the office area but we never furnished it completely so we'll never know.

We lived there for a while and still went to school in Ridgeville until the school year was over, then wound up being held back a grade and started in that school district the next year. There wasn't anything interesting about that school, I made a friend but it wasn't one that carried on when I left. It was the school I performed in my first talent show and boy, did that go south.

I was nervous for obvious reasons, I'm shy, have one friend who probably didn't even like me, and I was going to perform in front of the entire school. I had my first crush here so maybe that was an influence as well; singing in front of someone you like is nerve-racking. Oh, I sang by the way, it was Kelly Clarkson's "Because of You".

I wanted to sing something that I could feel, you know? Sure enough, once it started, the track started to skip. If I wasn't anxious enough, I sure was now. I had 400+ pair of eyes on me, not to mention a lack of the pair that I wanted to see. My mom's. I told her about it the day before, but she was busy working trying to feed 3 mouths and keep the roof over our head, so I didn't pester her too much with it.

I remember going home and telling her that the talent show was that day and that she missed it, she had a mix of sadness and anger in her appearance. Sad because she missed it and angry because I must've not told her loud enough to where she was able to hear me. But I don't hold it against her, I'm sure it was bad anyways.