Moving

Moving can be hard..
For anyone really...
It can be hard to know you have to leave all your friends, maybe teachers, maybe your school, your house, and maybe just the air you breath.
But only just the thought of moving hurts...
It hurts my heart and my soul..
As if I'll never feel again...
Thinking of the thought of having to start over hurts, as almost as i'm drowning in a ocean one million miles deep.
Knowing that I have to start over of being myself...
And maybe that might take awhile...
Maybe too long..
But maybe that's my fault...
Maybe it's my fault for not being myself more...
Maybe I have to try to be myself more...
Maybe then, and only then, will one of the problems I have, won't be a problem anymore...

But I know this is a gift.
I know that my family and I getting a house IS a gift.
Even if it's not in the place we really wanted.
It's in a place that's better, we just didn't know until now.
It's in a place where our life-long dreams will finally come true.
Maybe not all of them but at least a few.

All of our family can be whole again like it once was, long ago.
But who knows.
Maybe we might come back here.
We just have to wait.





 

EvieC

VT

14 years old

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