Amy's POV

I was sleeping in my room. The sunlight woke me up. I opened my eyes, and smiled. I was alive today. I yawned and sat up. I looked around my room, and there was nothing there.

"I forgot that we're moving again..." I thought.

I had a pair of clothes laying on the floor. I put them on, and there was a one more box left. I looked inside of it. There was a word on the side of it. It said 'bed seats'. I packed my bed seats and held the brown box in my arms.

"Amy?...Amy...Are you awake." Called a voice.

"I'm here, I'm here." I thought.

Yet I was always here. My mom was calling me. My dad was with her.

"Ready honey?" My dad asked me.

I smiled, and he took the box from me. He put it in the car. I was moving again. I just moved though. I made some friends, but I couldn't talk to them. Oh! I almost forget to tell you, I can't talk. One day my voice cracked real bad, and now I can't talk. I've been like this for as long as I can remember. I was only about what? 3 years old?

"Don't worry Amy, you'll make new friends." My mother said.

I began to move my hands around. I was learning Sign Language while I couldn't talk. (I'm learning that cause I'm deaf). Anyways, my parents didn't understand. Only one person could understand me...And that's me!

I walked out of the door, and stopped. I looked back at the inside of my house. I'm really going to miss this place. I wanted to scream so bad but I had no voice. I had tears in my eyes. I shut the front door, and got in the car. I put some headphones on, and just listen to music as my dad started to drive.

"I wonder where we're going? I hope people won't make fun of me." I thought.

Yet, who wouldn't make fun of a kid who couldn't talk? Mostly the popular girls would. Guys would feel sorry for me, and they would ask me out, but I would always turn them down.

From the street to street I would see the houses change. From small to big. From poor to rich. We stopped at a stop light, and I looked out the window. I saw something blue, and it turned into a blue blur. But I just forgot about it.

"Amy...We're here." My mom said waving her hand in front of me.

I blinked, and took out my headphones. I opened the car door and ran in the front yard. We have a 2 story house, and it was pretty nice. Much better than my old house. The grass was green, and the house didn't look haunted at all.

"My new life...I should make count this time."