Bless To Have a Lifetime With You (ForthBeam)

Chapter One

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Leaving New York is the best decision of my life. I hate the city and the cold. So i decided on moving to a small town right outside of Charleston, S.C. to start my new life. It's the summer before senior year, and I'm moving into the house my dad left me before he died. It's a run down old thing , but I plan on fixing it up this summer, and then selling it for extra cash when I leave for university. My mom cried and begged me not to go, but I gotta do what's best for me. I packed all my things and bought a bus ticket to South Carolina. It took four days with weird strangers, but was all worth it. I pulled up to the house, which was bigger than I Thought. It was an old, white, plantation style home with a wrap around porch and columns. Very picturesque if it wasn't overrun with weeds and the paint failing off. The inside was worse than I thought. The ceiling were craving in and the floor was in shambles. It was a good thing I had for months to dedicate this place.

I started working on the walk way up to house. Pulling weeds, laying concrete, putting down stones, all the labor was intense.   Hours of back breaking work, I was finished with the of thousand projects. This would take me forever, but I had nothing better to do, and no time to complain about it. I decided that since I didn't have a lawn mower, cutting the grass out of the question. So I moved on to painting the exterior of the house. By the end of the night, I had a good start, and was proud of the work I did. It took me three days to paint the exterior, and in the time I've been looking for mower. Everyone I asked denied owning one, and there isn't many people out here. The property is 10 acres to my luck. A hand mower would take all summer to mow this yard. So instead of moping, I began working on the floor.

I've always loved fixing up the old homes. I would read magazine and watch those hgtv shows on renovating houses. when I was little my dad who was a carpenter to teach me everything he knew. He taught me up until his death two years ago in a car accident. My mother, who was an artist, lost her will to live. She stop acting in those drama and even stopped eating. All she did was thinking around in the house for all day with her pajamas, crying. I cried after my dad's death too, but at some point you gotta move on. So I worked and saved up money fixing things for rich people who prideful or too ignorant to do themselves. I decided move from my mom last year, and spent the past few months making sure she was taken care of. She didn't even blink when I told her I was leaving, she just sat there silently crying. I did miss her, but it was for the best. I enrolled myself in college, they eagerly accepted me with my perfect record and excellent credentials. Class started after labor day, September 5th. It's a Wednesday. And my time will be spent working on this home. I don't got time for anything else, especially girls. That's another reason why I left, a bad relationship. My exgirlfriend wanted things I wasn't ready to give and she dumped me. That's it. She was my first love. (even I was label by people that I was a playboy back in high school) And she kept harassing me for weeks so this decision to leave also helped. I left a life behind, and was looking forward to the future and what it had stone.

To be continue...

Notes: Please leave me a comment and votes after reading it na. I am so sorry guys if this chapter / story that making you bored. I'm trying to write this story in other way of my imagination and idea too. So, any harsh word from yours I won't mind because this is what I like to do and I've try my best.