Post by Dani on Aug 25, 2008 18:23:41 GMT -5
My family is most likely moving, because we can't afford our current house. It's in the country when I'm so a city girl. The house is nothing special, but everyone else loves it, so I'm not gonna complain about it. The room that will be mine was decided for one reason. The carpet's pink. Nice and thick, which is bad for my asthma. Do my parents consider that? No. Do they consider how I'm always in my room and have loads of stuff, mostly movies and books, and art stuff, and this particular room would be amazing for. No.
I'll have to leave my job and friends, and it seems like my grandfather and I are the only ones who loses stuff. My grandfather loves going to the VFW everyday, but will only be able to go on Saturdays, if my mom can drive him, and if she does, then I'm gonna see if I can catch a ride with them to hang out with my friends then. And I grew up here. I look out my window, I see my bus stop throughout school, the playground I was at all the time, the soccer field where I briefly played soccer. On the sidewalk there is where I learned to ride a bike. This house has so many memories, good and bad. I know a part of moving is making new memories. This town is where my grandmother lived with us. Where she died. There's so many memories of her. It's like leaving her behind when we move.
However, there are benefits. More money, more room for our four dogs, and there better be more if we do this.
I'll have to leave my job and friends, and it seems like my grandfather and I are the only ones who loses stuff. My grandfather loves going to the VFW everyday, but will only be able to go on Saturdays, if my mom can drive him, and if she does, then I'm gonna see if I can catch a ride with them to hang out with my friends then. And I grew up here. I look out my window, I see my bus stop throughout school, the playground I was at all the time, the soccer field where I briefly played soccer. On the sidewalk there is where I learned to ride a bike. This house has so many memories, good and bad. I know a part of moving is making new memories. This town is where my grandmother lived with us. Where she died. There's so many memories of her. It's like leaving her behind when we move.
However, there are benefits. More money, more room for our four dogs, and there better be more if we do this.