𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑|| 𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐙

1. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘈 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳

"𝗚𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿,
𝗪𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀
𝐂𝐮𝐳 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫."

*this is held in modern times*

❀ 𝐉𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ❀

I sat in the car staring out the closed window. We were getting closer to our destination, our new home. Most people would be gloomy over the situation considering they left people they cared about behind. But it's different for me. I had friends of course but something in me changed and all of a sudden I was no longer this nice, approachable person.

Then it all turned to even more shit when my dad got diagnosed with cancer and died a year later. It felt like the end of the world. And in a way it was. My life was at an end in my old home and so was my mother's. So we made a change and moved out to the San Francisco Valley. It was the only place that we could afford that had a decent home for us.

My leg was bouncing up and down for the past half an hour. I could barely control myself the whole car ride. Sure I missed my dad a lot but I can't bring him back so I might as well move on. I'll always love him though he was the best, and now I'm stuck with my mother. The wind from my mom's open window was blowing my hair in my face. I could hardly breathe due to the cigarette smoke spreading everywhere. She finally parked in our new driveway and pulled the keys out of the ignition.

"We're here, get your shit and unpack" Her bored voice was the loudest thing in the world right now because we hadn't talked the whole way here and all I could hear was the car speeding on the road. She didn't even turn the radio on and if I tried she would smack my hand away.

I opened the door as fast as I could and stepped out immediately losing my balance. I guess sitting for a long time took a toll on me.

We came from Chicago, Illinois. It wasn't my favorite place to live but it's not like I had a choice. Now I live where the sun is blinding and I didn't have a care in the world about it. To make things better my 17th birthday is in three days, April 3rd. I was pretty excited even though it would be a very lonely birthday since my mom probably won't care and I have no friends.

I gained back the strength in my legs and began carrying my boxes into the empty house. It had two stories and plenty of windows. I went upstairs and saw that my mom had already claimed a room, the master of course. At least I didn't have to worry about making her mad because I stole "her room".
I chose the one farthest from my mom's bedroom. I walked in and saw that it had a window by where my bed is going to be.

I smiled at the thought of the sun shining in my room and bringing joy into it.

I looked out the window and saw a house right in front of it. Well it was the side of the house that was in view. The side of the house also had a window so I could peer into it and see who was there. But I wasn't going to do that because that's just unpleasant.

I went back out and dragged my mattress out of the u-haul the car had connected to the back. It was hard enough to drag the mattress out of the u-haul so I was really stumped on how I would drag it all the way up the stairs and into my room. The mattress was on the driveway in the sun and I just stared at it and contemplated on ways to get it up there. My mom wasn't going to help, she was fixing her own room and god forbid I disrupt her.