My name is Cassandra. My friends call me Cass or Cassie. I live in Miami, Florida. I was sitting on my bed watching tv when I heard a knock on my bedroom door.
"Come in" I said.
"Honey, we need to talk about something." She said
"Okay?" I said a little confused.
"Well, your dad got a job out in Los Angeles, California....and we have to move there."
There was a pause. Neither of us said anything. We just sat there awkwardly looking at each other.
"What about our lives here? What about all my friends?" I finally said.
"You can stay in touch with your friends, and we will come back and visit whenever we can."
I felt a little reassured.
"Okay...when do we have to leave?" I asked her.
"We need to start packing tommorow and we board our plane on Sunday afternoon."
"Okay mom, goodnight" I said trying to hold back the tears.
"Goodnight sweetie, I love you." She got up and left the room. Of coarse she left the door open a crack. God, that is so annoying! Why do parents always do that? I went and shut my door, shut my light off, and got into bed. I tried to fall asleep but I couldn't. I couldn't stop thinking about the move and how much I'm going to miss my friends and my life here in Miami.
After about an hour and a half I finally felt myself start to drift off to sleep.
