I've always hated my life like not as a joke I seriously hate my life my stepdad is a money-hungry snob and my mom refuses to believe it. We used to live in the big apple, yes i mean nyc but since my step-dad isn't satisfied with our apartment but as for me I LOVE it there, I have my friends and school but that's all gone since we're moving to a literal mansion in Arizona.Seriously Arizona? Ugh
-Mom why the hell do we need to move here. I said to my mother with a sigh
-Because Madelyn, your dad-
-STEPDAD! I interrupted her. I'm not gonna let her call Dave my dad he isn't and he never will be.
She didn't say anything after that, she's always ignored me since she got married to dAvE.
Once we arrived I got out of the car and walked into the house it didn't look like home.
It will never be home
My mom pointed me to my room and I rushed upstairs.
-it's not to shabby but it isn't like home either. I said with a little bit of sadness and joy at the same time it was a weird feeling more or less hard to explain.
This is gonna be one weird of an adventure
