There comes a time when we all must let go. When we’re little, that’s letting go of our favorite stuffed animal, or toy. As we get older, the items become more meaningful like our pet, or best friend when we move. By the time we’re teens, we might as well be letting go of our entire world and all we know to be in it.
Well, that’s me right now. I’m letting go of everything I know and moving across the country. You’d think growing up in a military family that this would be something I’m used to by now..but it’s still a total heartbreaker every time I move.
Abby, she’s been my best friend since 2nd grade. I first met her when we moved to Kansas City. We went to school together for 4 years. Then it came time for me to move again. But we made it work; we called each other every week and visited each other over the summer. Years passed and no amount of miles could break the inseparable bond we had. Even now, my senior year of high school, we’re still like sisters.
James, my other best friend. I met him after we moved from Kansas City to Atlanta. He really helped me through the transition period of making new friends in a new place. He was my first “boyfriend”, if you can even call it that. We held hands at recess, awkwardly danced together at school dances, and passed too many notes to keep track of. The whole dating …show more content…
Dad finally decided to retire in sunny California. It’s pretty nice out here and the people are cool enough. The guys are all stunning beach babes with golden tans and lush wavy hair. My high school sucks though and it’s my senior, which makes it suck even more. I was looking forward to finishing high school with my friends, but no, dad just had to make the move the summer of my junior year. I’m not gonna lie, I was pretty pissed and thought about running away many times. But, I figured what the hell…I’ve already done this four times, why not make it a
Well, that’s me right now. I’m letting go of everything I know and moving across the country. You’d think growing up in a military family that this would be something I’m used to by now..but it’s still a total heartbreaker every time I move.
Abby, she’s been my best friend since 2nd grade. I first met her when we moved to Kansas City. We went to school together for 4 years. Then it came time for me to move again. But we made it work; we called each other every week and visited each other over the summer. Years passed and no amount of miles could break the inseparable bond we had. Even now, my senior year of high school, we’re still like sisters.
James, my other best friend. I met him after we moved from Kansas City to Atlanta. He really helped me through the transition period of making new friends in a new place. He was my first “boyfriend”, if you can even call it that. We held hands at recess, awkwardly danced together at school dances, and passed too many notes to keep track of. The whole dating …show more content…
Dad finally decided to retire in sunny California. It’s pretty nice out here and the people are cool enough. The guys are all stunning beach babes with golden tans and lush wavy hair. My high school sucks though and it’s my senior, which makes it suck even more. I was looking forward to finishing high school with my friends, but no, dad just had to make the move the summer of my junior year. I’m not gonna lie, I was pretty pissed and thought about running away many times. But, I figured what the hell…I’ve already done this four times, why not make it a