Be honest I want to know if its good or not.

Chapter 1

Moving Day, the dreaded orange truck makes its way slowly around the dark corner onto my street, my home, where I belong! My mom pats my back trying to comfort me and gives me a half hearted smile.
“Cheer up sweet-ums. Your father didn’t ask his job to transfer him… and right know the extra money isn’t a bad thing.” The little extra money, money is always my moms excuse. And the problem is we don’t have money problems. I do my dad’s taxes and the majority of his bank stuff. (He isn’t good with the computer and with his “Going Green” streak he refuses to do his banking any other way).
“Alright everything is packed up and ready to go if you want to start out we’ll fallow miss.” The over-weight mover with a blue jump suit and matching baseball cap on backwards announced to my mom.
“Of course lets get a move on shall we!” I walk over to my mom who has gone into the kitchen to grab her purse
“Mom… are you really happy about this. I mean a little extra money is never bad but why? Why now mom I am just going into high school mom! And all of my friends and … just why?”
She didn’t respond and just stood with her back faced towards me.
“Mom? Are you okay?”
I could hear little sobs and she slowly turned around and flopped her head on my shoulder quietly crying so dad couldn’t hear . “No, lily its not okay I am not happy about this… but all we have is your father’s job, and his boss— ” she took a minute to cry and then finished “ his boss was threatening firing him if he didn’t take the transfer. All I ever wanted was to live happly with my lovely kids and your father. To live with out worries and one day when the time comes to be able to send you to college but with the twins and me quieting my job to take care of them it isn’t the way I planned.”
I didn’t know what to say so I just kept on patting her back and comforting her. “Well we better get going” I said awkwardly “The mover will start to get impatient”
“Your right… honey, could you do me a favor and could we kept this little chat between you and me. I wouldn’t want anyone, especially your father finding out about this.”
“Sure thing… wait I think I have something you might like.” I ran to my tote bag full of my knick nacks and things I wanted to bring on the car ride to our new residence.
I came back holding my brand new leather journal. “Hear… this always has helped me get out those feeling that you want to share with someone with out anyone to share them with.”
“You know honey you could have always come to me,” I gave her a look that ment that wouldn’t always happen “ Okay, thanks Hun but … no thanks… I’ll be fine.”
The great thing about me and my mom’s relationship is that we were more like friends then parent daughter (except for the fact that she called me Hun). “Mom, just take it and try to use it trust me on this one.”I then walked out of the room to my toote again then out to the car where my older brother Rev ( his real name is Tom but when I was younger I used to call him Rev because I thought he looked like a guy on the tv and always called him rev and it just stuck.) any the twins Max and Lexi, were getting strapped in by Dad.
“You ready to go squirt?” Dad asked me as I buckled my seat belt in the last row in the mini van.
“What ever” I replyed I took out my outdated ipod and put the head phones in my ear and opened my journal I was still angry about the moving and nothing was goning to change it.

Dear Journal,
I have just buckled myself in to a trip to torture. I am not looking forward to this new town. What a summer ruiner, this was supposed to be the best summer of my life I am going in to high school next year baby and now at a completely new school with completely new friends ( if I can find them). Well the engine has started and mom has buckled her self in I can see the leather covering of the journal I gave her peaking from her purse. I don’t even know the city in which we are moving to or where it is errgh this totally stinks! This is not a good thing for me. I just got my confidence up last year and now it is all for nothing. Leaving for know I am going to try and sleep threw this terrible hours.
Later…
I had the strangest dream. We moved into this strange house. I couldn’t stop spinning and then something flew up to me I guess it was a fly and it stopped me gave me a smile (it had a miniature human face) and after the smile it blinked and disappeared. I then woke up. It was so strange but what ever. The thing I find really strange is that I have never remembered any of my dreams… well not many anyways. I am off we are turning the corner onto the street of our new residence . HELP ME!

Chapter 2

“Now what a cute little street!” my mother said with a really believable smile but I knew it was all a lie.
“Huh… you think there are sports here?”
“ Shut – up Rev is there anything else you talk about!?”
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