Hello, and welcome to...
Moving!
I have a bad feeling about this story
"Every Time..." You mumble to yourself. "Every single time, when I actually like somewhere; we move..."
You slide down the wall and hold your head. You gaze in front of you to see a raggedy brown suitcase, which has all of your clothes, games, and bathroom suplies.
You live with your sister, Beatrice, who has gotten kicked out of your parents house. Strangely you decided to go with her.
She knew you weren't the traveling type, but she needs to move often because she finds jobs that gets her more money, just in different states. You've been from California to Canada.
You rarely see your parents, because they always say they're "busy". You only see them on your birthday or Christmas.
You are a young girl, about the age of 12. You have long light brown hair, with insanely dark brown eyes. You liked to wear your dark green sweat shirt and blue jeans You never really liked wearing green, but your sister had given it to you, and for a lot of money, so you decided to wear it.
You hear your sister calling from downstairs. She didn't say it too loud, because she knew her voice could wake the neighbors just downstairs.
You grabbed your luggage, grunting quietly as it was too heavy for you to carry with one hand
You take one last look at your room, knowing you'll never see it again. You heave a small sigh and ran downstairs.