I sighed as I stared out the window. After 17 long hours in the car we
were finally pulling into the reservation. My mother decided that a
"change of scenery" was due. I was ok with moving, but why does it
have to be to the rainiest place in America. La push. The only thing I
am excited about are the beaches. I love the beaches, and I have for
as long as I can remember. Suddenly, we passed by a beach. I stared
through the car window at the crashing waves and honey colored
sand. A soft smile found its way onto my lips. I could imagine my feet
touching the sand, and the waves crashing against to my feet. Maybe
La Push won't be as bad.
"Emma, are you with me" my mothers chirp brought me to reality.
"Sorry, what were you saying" I smiled apologetically
She sighed "aren't you excited for a new start"
" yes"I smiled. No.