Short Story About Falling Into The Wrong Crowd Of Friends

2087 words - 8 pages

I never understood how difficult it would be to leave the only place I called
home. I always thought I would live the rest of my life in Tennessee. One night at the
dining room table I realized that all my hopes of growing up with my best friends and
family were vanishing. It was a typical school night at my house in July. My
mother had set five place settings, and placed the spaghetti and garlic bread in the
middle of the table. My two brothers and I talked of what had happened at school that
day. Then my father stood up. He is not a big man, sort of short and on the bald side,
but something in his standing up made me take my attention off my spaghetti and focus
on him. My fathers face seemed scrunched up, like he had just taken a bite out of a
lemon. He had never looked that way before, and I knew he had something important
to say. "Were moving to Calafornia," he announced. It felt as though someone had taken
a hammer and was pounding my chest with it. I looked down at my plate and could feel
my garlic bread coming up my throat. I am an overall good
teenager, I grew up with the potential of being successful in the future, I was drug free and
never touched a cigarette in my life. I am five foot eight with shaggy blonde hair,
freckles all across my nose and blue eyes as blue as the ocean water. People outside of
my town would most likely call me a "hill billy" because of the way I dress, my usual is
ripped up jeans with a plain white t-shirt. When I found out that my family was moving
to California the place they called "Heaven" with beaches, clear blue water, big
population, big buildings, and of course best houses money can buy I wanted to seep
into my own skin and never come back out. The fears of leaving my good friends since
we were so little, and the town I grew up in knowing everything and everyone around
me were running across my mind I didn't want to move. My two brothers were more
excited about the topic of moving because they dont know how to take pride in what
our town has. My dad pulled me aside from the dinner table and started talking to me
about how my life will change, and how good it's going to be. All i could say was "Dad
please don't make me move". The next couple weeks of my life was terrible, it was all
about sitting in my room packing up all my childhood memories. It took two moving
trucks and my dad's brutally painted green van to empty our big brown house with the
greenest grass in the town of Albaturkey, Tennessee. Driving through Albaturkey for
the last time on the old, cracked side roads with the black oak tree's surrounding our
van was a time that had impacted me for the rest of my life, just then I realised "this
was really it I'm moving". We arrived when the skies were black, you could see the
bright tiny stars from here much clearer and the moonlight made the ocean sparkle.
"Wake up!" mom yelled, "today is moving day!". Me and my two brothers...

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