Nobela ni Stevie

My favorite thing about moving is the first night in our new house. Ever since Barrett and I were kids we would sleep in my mom’s bed with her on the first night and watch movies, we have pizza for dinner and just relax. Most people would probably be cleaning or start unpacking, they would also probably think that a 16- and 14-year-old were way too old to sleep with there mom, but we did it anyway. When we got to the house Bett and I looked at the house with mom. The house was a medium grey color with white trim around the windows; it has a wrap around porch with white posts. We start going inside to looked around together.When you walk up the stairs to the roofed porch there is a big bay window that looks into the living room to the right of the door. When we step into the house there is a large living room area with wood floors and on the far wall there are stairs going up.Mom starts walking around and goes through the large archway that is Next to the stair in the opposite corne

I have lived in Wimberley my whole life and went to school here since preschool. Let’s just say I know everyone and everything in this town. That’s until I am on my way home and see moving trucks driving on my road, when I first saw them, I was a little worried they were at my house. I go to check it out and see that someone is finally moving into the Williams house, they moved away a years ago, there’s been lots of people looking at that house but never actually bought until now. As I'm watching I see moving guys start unloading the items in the back of the truck when a vehicle drives by me as well, I watch it park in the driveway of the Williams house. A woman in her early 40’s gets out of a dark SUV, she has mid back length blonde hair, and she is wearing loose jeans and a loose t-shirt, she must be a mom. The woman goes over to the mover guys and starts talking to them like she knows them very well. As I’m watching her a dark gray truck drives by slowly and pulls in the driv

It was only a couple hours into our long drive that we made a pit stop and I was with my brother, which I always enjoy more. I love spending time with my mom but like she said this time is Barrett and I’s time to decompress and just get out what we are feeling or whatever we need to talk about. Which we don’t have a problem talking to our mom, that’s another thing about moving so much, your family is very close knit together because your all each other has almost all the time. “You better not be falling asleep over there” Bett says tapping me on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, I’m just taking in all the scenery, maybe I’ll see something that I will remember for the next time we move across the country” “Listen I know you hate moving but can’t you try to just see this in a good way for a second, we are going to a new place we are going to meet a lot of new people, and we are still going to see dad.” “I’m trying Bear but isn’t hard knowing you don’t have a best friend or anything pe

“Ro can you please come down we need to talk” I hear my mother yell from downstairs. I looked around my room that I’ve only been living in for eight months, I am from a military family so we move around quite often. We’ve never stayed in a place long enough for my family and I to call it home. I wish I understood what it was like to grow up in a place and have friends that I’ve known longer than a few months, but instead I have many acquaintances that by the time I’m at the next city they don’t remember my name. I walk out of my room and head downstairs looking over all the boxes and empty walls on my way to the kitchen. My mom is standing in the kitchen with her long blonde hair pulled up into a messy bun, she’s filling out some sort of paperwork and drinking coffee. When I walk around the corner she looks up at me and gives me a sad smile. “Hey girly, how is packing going?” She says, while going back to doing her paperwork. “Oh you know, just like every other time I’ve done