When mom told me I thought she was joking.
“Moving!” I screamed so loud that I could feel my ears ringing.
“I’m not going to discuss this with you Poppy. I’ve made my choice and it’s final.” Mom said with the most serious face I’ve ever seen.
I stopped what I was saying because I knew there was no point fighting back.
Mom always got her way, I mean always. I remember once when we still lived in New York with my dad she wanted this really big house on Westwood Street but this other buyer, Winslow, was also really excited to buy this house too. Well one day mom saw him in the Supermarket and threatened him that if he ever bought that house she would break his neck. Mom got a call the next day the house was all hers. Mom always gets her way.
I ran up the stairs skipping every second step to try get away from mom faster. She was half way up the stairs when I slammed my door hard to show her my frustration. The window panes shacked, hoping they would break I jumped onto my bed and shut my eyes.
I don't know how long I was asleep for but when I woke up it was dark. I was suddenly unaware of where I was. Until it dawned on me. I was moving. I lay on my back looking at the ceiling where mom and I had stuck those glow in the dark stars when I was small we had so much fun in this house. Thinking of leaving made me want to get out of the house away from mom and her plans. Everything had changed. The blanket under my light body was too soft, the room too dark. I had to leave I had to get away, even for a little while.
I got up quickly pulled on the first thing I could. And ran downstairs, creeping quietly as I walked past Moms room. Not knowing where I was going I open the door and sneaked outside. I took a deep breath as the cold air rushed into my lungs. I needed a walk, I needed to think.
I slowly walked down the pathway to the back streets. Looking back I wondered what my mom would say if I never came back. I knew I would be back way before she woke up but the thought of escape still hung in my mind. I could get away from this keep going to the same school, having the same friends.
The more I thought about it the more I realised that I wouldn’t mind leaving my friends and my school. Rob and Beth are only my friends because we grew up together.I hated the dirty looks they gave me and how they excluded me in everything.
I have to go I told myself. I looked at the sky the sun was just peaking over the grey mountains I had not realised so much time had passed. Mom would be furious if she found me not in her bed. I spun around and sprinted back as fast as I could.