Joelle

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I had been packing for the last two weeks. My family and I are moving far away from here. To a whole new different state.... Maryland. We had been living in a house in New Jersey for the last 15 years. When my sister, Miranda was born that's when we had recently moved in then 2 years later I was born. She was very nice and funny. She's  18 years old and an A plus student. I was a stubborn child and was respectful but also very sarcastic. I'm 16 years old and very artistic as well.  Then comes my younger brother, Jason he's a pain in the ass. He always disrespects my mom and dad and even some of his class mates. He's an ass as many young girls at his school say. Before any of us were born my older brother Alexander was born. He's 26 years old, hardworking and is over protective of my sister and I. Not so much my younger brother because he could protect himself.

"Noelia hurry up we have to put the boxes in the truck!" My sister said as she came in the room. She stood by the door way.

I looked back at her and looked at the box. She sighed

"I know, I don't want to leave either" she said as she entered the rooms and  sat on my bed which was still there until tomorrow. When we leave.

"It's bullshit that we have to leave cause of our bitch of a cousin!" I said in anger and looked out the window and back at her.

"It's for your own good.. maybe you'll meet people in Maryland that are true friends and don't talk behind your back." She said and stood up and started to walk towards them door.

"I know" I said that made her stop and turn back at me

"Look at the bright side you'll get away from them and they can't hurt you no more" she said and walked out the room and down the stairs.

"Remember to bring the box down and in the truck!" She yelled from the bottom stairs

"Ok!" I yelled back and picked up my boxes and went down stairs.

"Honey are you all packed up" my mom asked when I had put my boxes down by the bottom of the stairs.

"Yeah only thing left is my night stand, mirror, my bed, and some dirty clothes I'll wash when we get to the house." I said and looked at my mom.

My mom had short dark brown hair and was pretty short. Only at 4'8 she was pretty small. She's always cooking for the family, and caring for us when we're sick.

"Okay make sure to put the clothes in your backpack along with your computer and your phone. Don't leave anything" she said and walked into the kitchen where my dad was. He was reading his newspaper and drinking coffee.

"Hey sweetheart, you almost done packing?" He asked and looked at me and took a sip from his coffee

"Yeah just some stuff I'll put in the car tomorrow and in the truck" I said and walked to the cabinets to get a granola bar.

"Alright" He said and drank his coffee again

"What do you guys want to eat for dinner today"my mom asked as she took a granola bar out herself.

"PIZZA PLEASE!!!" I screamed and ran around the kitchen

"Alright" she said laughing at me and drank some water.

"Can you stop screaming you're screams sounds like a dying tiger " my younger brother said as he walked into the kitchen.

"At least I don't scream like a girl!" I said to him and looked at him straight in the eyes

"Whatever" He said and I smiled at him. He knew I had won

"Loser!" I said and laughed at him as he walked away with the middle finger up.