13 reasons why [completed]

chapter 7;

chapter 7;
i take my suitcase and take at last look at our house. even tho here my life got ruined, i still love it. trofors is a special place. maybe not big, maybe it doesn't have all 'special' things, but i don't care. i will miss it. and it's visible that dad isn't happy that he got me, instead of martinus or emma. i was always a shame for our family. but let's just don't talk about it, because i already knew that for years. anyways, we put our stuff in the back of the car. i sat in the back, avoiding all contact with dad i possibly could have. i put on my headphones, playing some music off my playlist. i always liked to sing, even tho my voice sounds awful. but oh well, not everyone can have a talent. rain drops were rolling down the window, same as my tears. i probably won't ever be back here. at the place where i grew up. where all the memories happened, some happy, some sad. i'm scared. scared of new school. but maybe they will like me? i don't really know. i hope yes. i hope that my life there will be a little better, that i will meet a girl who i love and really like, that i could spend my whole life with her and our little family. i wish i will have a family. that i can see my daughter or son growing up. that i can learn them new things. watch their cute smile when they do something right. i wish. but i don't think i'll live up to that. i'm not strong enough for this. maybe i would be if i had someone by my side. any friend. literally anyone.
finally, we arrived in oslo. nice city, tbh nothing special. we had to walk little until we reach our house. mid-size gray house. i can't complain, it looks really good. as we got in, i liked it even more. dad showed me my room. i liked it. a bed, desk, wardrobe, a window with nice view. everything i need. definitely bigger than my old one, in trofors. i put my suitcase down, and laid on bed. it's so comfortable. but it's not time for sleeping yet. i groaned and stood up, and started unpacking. i took that picture of me and martinus hugging when we were little, and put it on the nightstand. it means a lot to me. even tho i hate him. okay why am i lying to you. i love him with my whole heart. i just wish he loved me at least half of the amount that i love him. i wish i could stay in trofors, the only place i love.
seventh reason: moving.