"Ma, where dad with the truck?" I asked going into her room.
"He on his way Freedom, you just worry about taking all your stuff downstairs." My mother said.
"Ok, I'm just trying to keep us on the schedule." I threw my hands up in defense and walked out going back into my room.
I was packing up for my sophomore year of college. I was excited to be going back. My school was only a hour away and I was now able to have my car on campus. I'm 19 years old also.
My iPhone 6s plus started to ring. I grabbed it from my bed and answered it.
"Hello." I spoke into the phone.
"What you doing? You on the road yet?" My best friend Africa asked me.
"I'm waiting for my father to get here with the truck. You already left?"
"Yea, surprisingly. But finish packing and I'll see you there."
"Ok, talk to you later." I said then hung up.
I put my phone in my pocket and grabbed the top to my last bin and placed it on top.
"Moriah" I yelled from my room.
Moriah is my twenty three year ol...