older i get life seem to get weirder (chapter 1)

chapter 1

chapter 1-moving out

My name is sally wiles Im 16 and short with long brown hair with big blue eyes.My mother i didn't get to know her because she left me and my father at very young age to run off with a guy she said she loved.My dad showed my few pictures of her she looked like me but with age lines on her face.My dad use to say when i was young i got my looks form my mom and got big hart form him if your mama had big hart she would still be with us right now.My dad is tall with brown eyes with short black hair. He works on cars for a living. He always was wearing care free smile that made me feel calm and safe . To day my dad is dropping me off at my place i be living at until i finish college.

He is helping me pack my stuff up in boxes that will go in back of his truck .i look around the room that i lived in my hole life light pink walls with whit trimming and oak wood floor boxes lay every where. Dad voice bring me back form my day dream i looked at him*he holds up a picture of first day i was brought home* It was me and mom with matching outfits. She looked happy but that happy smile was short lived when she thought her life was over and she stay home with me. Until one night she packed up before dad got home form work left a note and was gone into the night never be seen again.my dad asked"do u want this or want me throw it"*i took it form his hands smile little"she my mom i cant change that"* he smiled as i packed in a box and grabbed the one of him working on the truck*.

When we got every thing packed and in the truck we headed to the new place i will be staying for now on.When we got there the place was huge and so pretty like it came out of a dream.i knock on door and a tall guy with red hair with black eyes. He weared blue jeans and green polo shirt . he told me to bring my stuff in while i drag my stuff in the front room while he talked to my dad. Before my dad left me he handed me new phone he said" u better use this phone to keep in touch with me got it be good love ya". i watched his truck grew smaller and smaller until i counit see it any more.