My eyes are still stinging from all the tears. My parents just told me the two worst words in the English Language to be put in the same sentence: "We're Moving."!!!! My mom got transferred down to Tulsa, Oklahoma. Millions of miles from where I've spent fourteen of fourteen years of my life. We
leave next week. My mom, dad, and My two bros. (Chris and Chad) are all for it. I guess I'm the only one not willing to give up my memories. I just found my place... why now? It's just not fair! I don't deserve this torture! Well, at least one good thing came of today. It's Hanson Day. One year ago, my favorite music group released their first professional album. To think
they're from.... Woah! Oklahoma! Neat. At least one good thing comes from my pain. Well, have to sign off now. So many good byes, and only a week to do them in.
* * * * * *(scene change)
"Woah! I can't believe it!" Zac yelled, almost dropping the basketball he was holding, "Tay! Ike! Come here! QUICK!" his two older brothers came running out.
"What? What's Wrong?" they studdered.
"The old Miller house... it's been sold!"
"Hum... new neighbors." Tay said.
"As long as their not Hanson haters, or obsessers, I don't really mind." Ike chuckled.
"So... you found out the news." Walker, their father, said as he walked outside.
"Who is it?" Taylor asked.
"Well, a family from Washington. Their mother got transferred. I want you to do your best to make them feel welcome whenever you guys are home, alright?
"Cool." Zac answered, a hint of a smile on his face.