Give Us A Chance (GUAC) (English Version)

Chapter 1

Today is the last day. The last day of my life in Georgetown. My parents decided to move more than 2800 kilometers from this city in which I grew up, where I have all my friends, and where Aiden lives. My whole world is falling apart.

Hundreds of  boxes fill the floor of the house, from the garage to my room on the 1st floor. I grew up in this house, I learned to ride a bike in the yard with Dad who helped me not to fall when I felt like I was running straight into a tree. I spent dozens of Christmases eating Mom's 8kg turkey every year, accompanied by potatoes and pickled mushrooms. I celebrated all my birthdays there, surrounded by my friends and my family. All these memories are now in boxes, ready to leave for Sacramento, in California.

My father, David, found a house on 18th Street in Midtown. Fortunately the city center is not far because without any friends I do not know how I would have survived alone in open country. Besides, I may never go out alone because I'm not so used to big cities. Georgetown is a small town, I know it  like the back of my hand, I can't get lost even in the middle of the night. Which is not the case for Sacramento  which I do not know at all and where I do not know anyone.

"Emily come down please, I need help! Exclaims Mom from the ground floor.

I walk down the hall towards the living room. I walk along my parents' room facing the front of the house. The bathroom, which is a little further away, has a shower and a bath. I can't live without a bathtub. The Sunday evening bath is sacred. My room is the one at the end of the corridor. It is decorated with light garlands hanging on the wall above my bed, a large wardrobe stands to the right of it and a large mirror of two meters is in front of it. What I like most about this room is the view. It overlooks  Mom's flower garden, in which hundreds of different flowers are planted, all more beautiful than the others. It took years to get this result and now that she has it, we have to leave. Down the stairs I realize that  the frames that hung on the wall were removed. The House empties little by little and my heart tightens more with each box that closes.

"I'm here Mommy!" What do you need?"

She has her head in the boxes as she tries to fit all our pictures in using the Tetris technique. Her brown hair cut into a plunging square falls on her shoulders and waves at the tip. She has never had a basic haircut, like "everyone". She likes to feel physically different and not to please everyone. She raises her head and her bright green eyes look for me.

-"You have to help Dad load the filled boxes  in to the movers' truck. And you ... Is everything okay, my darling?"

My eyes are red and full of tears. I tried not to cry and stay strong. To see the good side of things and to move forward while remaining positive, but it's stronger than me. It's a part of my life going away. There are hundreds of memories in my head since Mom and Dad told me we were going to move so far.

-" I can't do it Mom! I can't leave all these years here." I said, my voice full of sadness, looking straight at her eyes

" You don't have to leave your memories here. You take them with you to never forget them." Mom said, taking me in her arms and stroking my back

" But I want them to stay intact in Georgetown, I want to stay in our town Mom!" I told her, crying on her shoulder

She sighs and I know she understands me. She knows it's hard for me and that I have a lot of trouble getting over it. I am not the kind of person who likes to start a new life every 10 year in a new city, a new state. I like to know that I am surrounded by people I can count on. I like to know by heart the place in which I live. And above all, I like to know that I'm not far from Aiden.