Those Three Words

This is just a start to my story...

Those three words kept running through my mind. This couldn't be happening. I was finally starting to fit in. All that time trying was wasted. Those three words I dreaded, the ones I never wanted to hear. "Gemma, we're moving."

It was near the end of April when my dad told me. I didn't know how to respond so I decided to keep it a secret and not tell anyone. But, before I realized it, it was June. I had ten days left in Caledonia so I started telling people and trust me, the word got out fast. People were making such a big deal of it, which of course freaked me out more. I didn't want to leave my friends. I didn't want to be the 'new kid'.

Eventually the last day of school and what felt like my last day of happiness came. I said all my good byes and gave tons of hugs. Then we left. Next stop, hell.

 

Author's Note

Keep in mind this is just a start. Anyone have an ideas for whats next???

Reviews

[Phillitup]

The idea of moving is (almost always) sickening.

Nicely penned. Best regards, Dell

[Wingless Fallen Angel]

No ideas for what's next, but in the first paragraph, you used "were" instead of "We're".

[GemmaMarieLeask]

Haha woops. Thanks xD

[Wingless Fallen Angel]

Yep no problem!