"C'mon christie, get up!"
~christie~
I opened my eyes, blinded by the sun creeping through the curtains. I looked down towards the end of the bed and I gasped I'm shock when I saw a shadown looking down at me. I sat up and the shadow was my mum who was cross armed, frowning at me.
"How many times do I have to tell yo christie! I need you to get up and help me pack the boxes in the truck"
Then I realized that the nightmare hasn't even begun yet. I have to leave my only friend I have and my relatives again just because my mum needs to move closer to work. One day I will live in a house for more then three months, so it can be more than just a house, it can be a home.
I Strut down the stairs as slow as I please, still in my pyjamas. The house was full of workmen and people helping load the truck. My mum looked at me in embarressment.
"Christie!"
My mum hollowed my name yet again but to be honest I couldn't care less if there is people everywhere, so I shrugged my shoulders and made my way to the kitchen, and opened the fridge to get the milk
'BANG!'
the fridge door slammed shut with an angry mother staring at me smack bang in the eyes.
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Mystery / ThrillerChristie, a laid back teenager who has never really had friend because she has to move house a lot because of her mums work. moving into a new house is never exciting for Christie but this house is different this house is alive!
