It all started on Wednesday September second. That was when my parents broke the news to me and my younger sister Lauren that we had to move to a new house. We had to move from our house in Connecticut all the way to Ohio. I wasn’t excited about the whole moving thing because I like my house here in Connecticut, but we have to do what our parents tell us. Our parents didn’t ask us if we wanted to move, They drove down to Ohio, found a house they liked and bought it.
One by one I packed everything into boxes and then taped them up. When I was finished I walked into my sister's room to see if she needed any help packing. “Lauren, why aren’t you packing any of your things.” I asked her. “Because I don’t want to move, I want to stay here.” “I want to stay here too but we have to go.” With that I walked out of her room and walked downstairs to get something to eat, because after a day of packing you get hungry.
When I went downstairs my dad was working on packing up the kitchen tools and decorations. “Hey Caleb can you help me pack up some things, it will only take a few minutes.” My Dad asked me. “Yes, I guess I can.” And there I was packing things again. What was going to just take a few minutes turned out to be a few hours. Finally when …show more content…
It was old that's for sure. “Well how do you like your new home?” my Dad asked me. “It is really old and dirty.” The windows were all boarded up, the stairs had holes in them, the only good thing about this house that I liked was how big it was. The rooms were so big, so was the kitchen. Mom would definitely be able to fit all of her decorative tea pots on the shelfs in the kitchen. My sister looked surprised when she walked through the door. “Is this really where we are going to be staying?” “Yes it is honey, we are going make it look brand new.” “Okay.” “Caleb, why don’t you and your sister go upstairs and pick out your