Moving

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I looked at my house one last time. "It's time to go". My dad said as he grabbed my arm. A single tear came down from my eye as I got in the car. I look out the window looking at the different color houses as we pass bye. It was a six hour drive where we were going. Of course, it wasn't my choice to move and leave all my friends behind. My dad got a job somewhere in a small town named "lyer wood". It haven't seemed like six hours to me because I slept the whole way from crying. We arrived at our
new house, it was cosy and surrounded by woods. It didn't seem to bad. As I got out of the car I dusted the chips I was eating off my hoodie, I grabbed a box labeled, "April's records". My dad unlocked the house and opened the door. I put the box in a fairly small room that was suppose to be mine. As I walked out I saw a guy who had light skin and jet black hair on a skateboard. Our eyes met. He stared at me with his bright green eyes as he passed by. He had a Rolling Stones t-shirt on, black ripped jeans, and a chain. I found him attractive. He looked as if he was the same age as me. I grabbed the last box of mine and set it in my room. I only had a mattress on the floor and a couple of blankets in the corner of the room. It was already 10:30. I said goodnight to my dad, put my pj's on that i grabbed from one of the boxes. I lay there in the dark thinking about school. I had one more day until I go to Lyer wood high. My eyes got weak and it all went dark.

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