On the way to the airport I was so sad missing everyone one in LA my friends my boyfriend everyone. It was fun on the airplane I mean this would be the perfect trip, but the problem is it's not a trip it's my life. This is my new life the new life I hate. What would I do with my new life run away? I had no where to go nothing to do but to suffer in Kentucky. Why were my Parents doing this to me.
I hate the new house, it was an old Victorian house. ugh! It had this ginormous porch and and random horse sitting in the field way behind the house. A horse you wouldn't understand how much I hate them, they are ugly big stink machines. This horse was a giant black horse. I asked my mom and she said it was a Friesian what kinda horse is that I wonder.
After I get settled in, well to best of my abilities I mean, I go outside and call my best friend. She says that everything is good there. We don't talk very long and then out of no where the horse; that black one come out of no where. He or maybe a she I don't know scares me half to death and I throw my phone into the river.
When I get back home my mom has dinner made and I eat and go upstairs. I go up and read my book. Then I listen to some music on my iPod. After awhile I fall asleep because when I wake up my iPod is next to me and my earphones are sprawled everywhere.
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The move
FanfictionWhen her family packs up and moves to the east she hates her new life but soon finds she's going to love it even more then her last. My name is Kate and my parents are Jane and John
