Texas is the best place in the world, or at least to me. This is where I grew up, this is where my friends are, and this is where my life is. I don't see how I can just leave here and act like everything is okay. My parents are insane if they think I am going to go to Washington of all places my last year of high school. This was going to be my year. I had changed a lot over the summer. Last year I was sort of awkward looking. But over the summer I've come into my own. But none of that matters now because I'm not going to my school in Texas, no I'm getting stuck at Forks High.