Cold, cloudy, wet, rainy, small... It was as if whoever wrote this description of the Island was trying to discourage any outsiders from wanting to visit. Unfortunately, I wasn't just visiting the Island. I was being forced to start a new life there.
"Leah, get off that computer and help me pack up your closet, will you?" My Aunt Carol called in a frustrated tone from my bedroom closet.
I let out a loud sigh and closed my laptop shut before lazily sliding off of my bed. I was trying to google information about Meadows Island, the place that I'd be moving to. Sadly, there really wasn't much information about it on the internet.
"Go get me another box from downstairs." She instructed as I watched her tape up a box she had just packed with some of my clothes.
After the death of my parents, 6 years ago, I'd been sent to live with my mother's sister, Carol. My Aunt Carol was a single, 42 year old workaholic with no children.
After accepting a job offer in Tokyo, Japan, she decided she was shipping me off to live with my father's brother, Uncle Ryan.
"Is your room packed up yet?" My aunt asked as I handed her the box she had instructed me to bring her.
"Almost." I ran a hand through my wavy blonde hair.
She looked up at me with tired dark blue eyes, small wrinkles surrounding them. My Aunt was a short, slim figured woman with short blonde hair. She would touch up her roots just about every month or so, to mask her graying hairs.
"Go ahead and finish up your room. I'll take care of the rest of this." she pointed at the remaining objects in my closet. I nodded my head and made my way back to my bedroom.
As I packed the rest of my belongings into the moving boxes, I couldn't help but think about all of the friends that I'd be leaving behind. I would have to start from scratch again. New school, new teachers, new friends- I wasn't at all happy about this move, but still, I was willing to keep an optimistic outlook on this new chapter in my life.