The next thing I know I'm in my closet stuffing everything into a suitcase. Thank god I didn't have lots of clothes.
When I had everything, I walked downstairs as tears filled my eyes.
"Do you have everything?" my mom asked.
I nodded not trusting my voice.
She put an arm on my shoulder and we walked to the car. She drove me to the airport.
I tried to think positive things about moving, but I couldn't think of anything. I mean, my dad is always working so it's not like I'll see him a lot, it rains a lot and I hate rain. I hate anything cold. I like warm weather.
At the airport, I stood next to my mom trying to get every last detail for my memory.
"Go on," she said as she gave a slight push.
But my feet were nailed to the ground.
"Bella, you have to go."
I hugged her as I let out all of my tears. "I don't wanna go!" I wailed.
"Shh," she cooed. "It'll be fine. I'll see you soon ok?"
I sniffed and wiped my tears away. "Ok."
She kissed me on my forehead. "Bye, Bella."
"Bye mom." I walked onto the plane and looked at my mom. She was still standing there. And as it took off, I waved to her.
She waved back.
At least let me have a smooth ride since you won't let me stay with my mother, I thought as I looked up toward the sky.