Bad Blood

Starting over is never easy, but I've done it so many times, its something that you get used to real fast. Its not hard for me to make friends, thats not what I'm worried about, but i know that one day, I'll have to move again, someplace thousands of miles away from where I once was, and the good friends met, i'll once loose. Yeah there's Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Skype, text, FaceTime, ect, the little things that keep us in touch, but eventually we grow apart. Those simple connections can't bind friendship forever, and its not like I can just go and visit them. Dad says its not safe to go back from where we came. Why? Not a clue. I don't see whats so dangerous. Its not like we moved from away from a place that involved murder, or mysterious kidnappings, or serial killing, or rape. Considering the fact that we always travel to small, dead boring and quiet towns where there is a larger population at the nearest elderly home than adolescences in the area, and the nearest school is around 25 miles away, I would had NEVER, EVER, expected what I was soon in for.