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PollywantsaBoddah By PollywantsaBoddah Updated May 12

"Skye, hurry up. I mean it. The moving truck will be here in ten minutes." My mother yelled from downstairs. I sighed as I stared out the window. I looked down at my old tireswing that hung in my favorite tree in our yard. I would miss this place. 'I've never known anywhere but here.' I thought to myself as I grabbed the last of my things, and said goodbye to my room. I grabbed my camera and snapped a picture of my empty room. All that was left were a few pieces of graffiti I had drawn on the walls, along with markings of my growing heighth since I was little. A tiny tear fell down my face as I sighed and made my way downstairs, holding my box of records. "You'll love Aberdeen, sweetie. Cheer up." My mom said as she kissed the top of my head. I tried to force a smile and told myself everything would be okay. I was incredibly nervous to move away and start my senior year at a new school. I wasn't the type to make new friends very easily and my nerves were out of control. Thank god Aberd...

PollywantsaBoddah PollywantsaBoddah Oct 26, 2015
Thank you so much. :) Another update should be coming sometime today.
jessegdixon jessegdixon Oct 26, 2015
This is excellent. I actually had the same problem when I moved. I went the first day and then I was so sick from anxiety that I didn't go back for another three days. I was so stupid. Update soon please!
PollywantsaBoddah PollywantsaBoddah Oct 23, 2015
Thank you so much for reading it. It means a lot. You probably think I'm crazy for writing another one.  It just comforts me in a weird way, writing these. I enjoy it.