I was trying to make a point to my mom about making new friends again in the middle of our car tide to our new house in South Dakota.
"Moooom!" I whined "Why can't I talk to anybody?" She shook her head and rolled her eyes. "Sweetheart we went over this. You just can't its to dangerous."
I.would've asked how,but I knew I wasn't gonna the answer I wanted. I just starred out the window gloomily and thought about what are those two thinking up there. I decided to give up on the thought too of trying to make new friends. They'd probably think I look weird anyway with my wavy black hair that hung below my shoulders and pale skin with my violet wide eyes. That always have darkened shadows under then that makes me look evil as hell.
Ten minutes haven't passed yet and I don't even like the house from the outside. It's yellow, white, and small. On the side it looked like there was a wishing well. I had a deep imagination ,so I imagined a little boy with dark chocolate hair and sky blue eyes throwing a penny in the fountain and making a wish. I smiled at the thought of his wish coming true.
"So how you like it Rose?" Dad asked me cautiously. I.looked at him in the rear view mirror. "It's okay I guess." He smiled. What I really wanted to say was " How I feel!! This little Snow White and the 7 Dwarves cottage is amazing! ! In your dreams!!!"
But I cared about my dad more than that to hurt his feelings.
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