Unhinged

Moving Day

Today's the day I start off fresh. I'm finally moving out of my mothers house and going on my own. I'm 22 after all it had to begin sometime or another, as I pack my last box and tape it shut I look up to see my mom in my doorway.
"Are you sure you don't want me to go with you" she says her words breaking as she speaks. My mom is very much against me leaving, she thinks it would be more feasible if I were to stay in Florida with her and my little sister ana.  "Mom.." I say as I stand up straight to walk over to her. I place both my hands on each side of her face wipe one of her tears "I love you, I just can't stay here forever I have to find myself, my own world one where I can do my own laundry cook my own meals and be myself. I would love to stay here forever trust me but it's just better if I go." She sniffs and hugs me tight.
"Just please don't forget to call when you get there."
"I promise I won't." she nods and makes her way down the hall.
As I'm starting to walk back into my room I see the box I had just taped shut is now open. I walk closer to see my little sister ana sitting inside the box with her little arms crossed "why do you have to leave me?" She exclaims.
"Because ana like I just told mom I have to do this, it's best for me." I lift her out of the box "if I stay here I'm just going to have to take care of you forever and nobody wants that." I laugh as her face goes from a smile to looking like she's about to kill me, she hits me and runs out the door. Ana is 9 years old she has thin blonde hair and green eyes, she looks nothing like me or my mom she's all my dad. My dad was fully blonde and my mom has the brown hair. He would love the little person ana is turning out to be. I just wish he was here to watch her grow up.
Our dad died in a drunk driving accident a few years back which is also part of the reason I'm leaving. My dad was my hero he would take me everywhere he went. He was my best friend he knew everything about me. He even knew my darkest secrets. And it hurts knowing I'll never be able to see him again. Which is why I'm leaving. Fresh start means I won't have to depress myself over missing him as much since I won't be in his house anymore. My mother keeps this house a shrine to him which is fine but sometimes it's too much to handle knowing he is just a memory.
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A few hours go by and now it's almost time for me to be on my way. I start loading the last of my things into the moving truck and I see my sister ana in the driveway sitting staring at the ground. As I walk closer I notice a tear fall to the ground. I kneel down in front of her and lift her chin so she's looking at me "I promise I won't be gone too long I'll come visit as soon as I can okay?" I extend my pinky out for her to pinky promise, she does the same. I lean over and kiss her forehead "I'll see you soon kid" I say as I stand up, I walk over to my mom and give her a hug she kisses my cheek and wishes me good luck. I hop into the moving truck and finally I'm off.
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After a lot of driving and many many stops later we finally made it to our destination. Such a beautiful city the sights the sounds people are everywhere, definitely will have to get used to that. As the moving truck stops in front of my new building I step out. I start taking things inside as I'm walking in there are three men walking out of the building, they all stare at me with strange looks. This is going to be a pretty interesting experience.
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I decide to take break from unpacking I walk outside for a cigarette. As I'm walking out I notice that there are a few men sitting on the front steps, one with curly blondish brown hair, another with colored green hair and the third has long brown hair similar to mine. As I am about to say excuse me so I can walk past they stop me
"And who are you here for?" The blonde haired one exclaims.
"I'm not here for anyone" I stutter obviously nervous. "I just moved from the state of Florida"
They all laugh "oh the sunshine state? Well you're really far from home huh" the green haired boy says. I nod my head as I light my cigarette. It's silent for a few until the brown haired boy speaks up.
"So what's your name?"
Clearing my throat I answer "Steve."
They all nod their heads and tell me their names. We talked for a while, I probably had like three cigarettes until I finally went back upstairs. I've never had people talk to me that much before I was never really liked back in high school and as I got older I still didn't have many friends. Maybe this is a good thing for me. I start to get ready for bed, as I'm about to lay my head down on my pillow I hear a noise come from my kitchen. I shoot up and I instantly I'm wide awake. I pick up the closest thing to me, which of course is a comb, and start to walk towards the kitchen. The sounds are starting to become louder and louder like someone is going through my cabinets. As I turn the corner I see a tail wagging rapidly from side to side.
"What in the hell" I exclaim as the animal looks up at me and instantly jumps on me. This is obviously not my dog so why is it here.