grey painters

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passing blurred trees and a grey sky was all the ud remember when driving without any stops. my eyes went back and focused on my phone every teenagres world lived in their phone, its the device that made every one the anti social mindless zombies in todays socitiy. after 2 hours of driving my dad pulled up to a white house with a grey roof it looked two storys, it was just your typical house  nothing special besides the huge front lawn with  you adverage garden, big oak tree with an old swing and a bird bath. my dad gave me a tired look and i could tell he hated moving he sighed and said

"well this is home now kiddo"

I gave the house another look sinking it all in. another new house I thought to myself

my new room was a light blue, almost as big as my dads room, my room had a double wardrobe and a bay window. my room was full with boxes with all my stuff that the movers moved for us yesturday.  I hated unpacking

my father and I had been on my own for as long as I could remember.  I was a only child id never owned a pet or remembered a day i shared with my mother. my father told me she went Missing when I was 2 he told me it was the day the world went grey, he became to cop to hunt down her kidnappers and to enfore the law on people who paint the world grey with fear and sadness.

I can only support my father and hope that he catches the people who took my mother away from me and hopfully this move will enlighten my father to getting a step closer to his grey painters. also I hope.. this eill he our last move for awhile.

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