It was a rainy day in
Seattle, it did not make mourning any better. About half way across the
U.S., was the familiar place that I called home. I left almost everything
I had behind. Old memories, old friends, my old school, literally everything
that had become the foundation of my life had been left behind. It all
started on a dark and dreary day in Montauk, New York. I arrived home at approximately 8:00 from
soccer practice with my friend Kendall.
“Honey, can we see you for
a minute,” my mother asked.
“Yeah, why,” I wondered.
“Well, as you know your
father was a contender for a job Melanie’s Auto Insurance,” mom continued, “He
didn’t get the job he asked for.”
“What,” I exclaimed, “But
daddy was so perfect for it.”
“He got a job to work at
Melanie’s Auto Insurance Headquarters,” mom continued, “Located in Seattle.”
“Wait, I don’t have to go
to Seattle do I. This is the part where
you tell me that I’m not moving to Seattle,” I hoped.
“I’m sorry, but we’re
leaving next week,” mom muttered.
“No, I’m staying here with
everything I know as reality,” I yelled.
“Keep it down. Your father doesn’t want to know that you are
disappointed,” mom whispered.
“I’ll just stay with
grandma and you and dad can go to Seattle,” I begged.
“No, we have already made
the decision and we are going to go,” mom yelled.
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