Chapter 1
I trace my fingers along the dusty table, it was once mine 8 years ago. I can't believe we're moving, I was literally born in this very house, and to make a move to a whole new neighbourhood was tough. I had to say goodbye to all my friends, and goodbye to Merry Ville .. There was something I always like about Merry Ville, everyone was so nice and there was always the people who was handing out free coupons to everyone for no cost. But now, I have to move to Kat on, I have read about it on Google, and there's some murder that was there, but sinc e it was in like, 1945, I thought nothing of it and continued to pack the boxes. I stumbled upon an old diary of mine, and as always when I found something of mine from long ago, I had to take a big look at it before I would put it away. 21 st April 2002, 29 th December 2005. It was all there. A tear dropped down on my carpet as I put it away. All my boxes were packed and I carried all of them, one by one, out to the Lounge room. Since this was the last time seeing the house today, I went back to my room after putting my boxes away, and just went to every corner of it, saying goodbye. I saw a stain I had left there from 3 years ago with my spaghetti, and just touched it. It was rough, and I just continued on around my room, looking at my surroundings. My mum came in and patted my shoulder. "Time to go to your nans." With a blank expression on my face, I stumbled out of the house, looking back at my window at the balcony, and waving goodbye. Goodbye to my childhood home, where I had every memory in my life until now. My dad's car was waiting fo me to hop in. He knew I was upset, so on the way there he tried consoling me. But as I thought about the whole thing again, I cried so hard. You might think I'm dragging in on a bit, but imagine this: You're just chilling out in the only house you've ever lived in your entire life, and there's so much memories there. Then, your mum sits you down and says she can't afford it any more and you have to go live in a rough neighbourhood where a murders happened. So, now you see where I'm getting at? We finally got to my Nan's and my dad drove back to our old house, helping my mum pack up the last things, ready for tomorrow when the moving guys will come