Remember Me??

Imagine living one place your entire life. Your ENTIRE life. Then, you move. You leave all your friends behind, all your memories, and start fresh somewhere new. When I was little I always thought moving would be so cool. Even when I went through a stretch in middle school when I was always being bullied, I thought It would be fantastic. New friends, new neighbors, new life. Yeah, it would have been awesome, but now I'm 17, a senior in high school, and change this drastic would be social suicide. My mother, of course, refused to see it that way, insisting it would be great for me. So, here I am. Crystal Waters, moving into a new house, starting over. Practically ceasing to exist forever.