4 pages...not that great, but i have to get thsi story started and on a roll. it's been buggin me a lot that i kept you gusy haggin, but school has been a pain in the ass so blame them.
hope u like it better than me. i love critique so i'm not going ot yell at you if you'd like to give me ome pointers or ideas. i'm all open.
Chapter: 1
Home
The sound of the moving truck woke me up. The smell was just like the last time we moved: old air and the lingering scentof many people before us. I looked outside the car window and saw the endless line of cars.
Traffic…must close to the new home.
"Hey, peach, thought you'd never wake up! You should see all the cars and buildings. Gosh well this is totally going to be different from our small town in Montana," said anexcited voice next to me.
"Ya, well you would think you'd be tired of moving after five times in the past three years, Chouko," I replied
"I promise, my lil' peach, this will be the last. I swear and you can scream it in my face if I forget," Chouko said while turning off the freeway under the sign that said "Welcome to Los Angeles"
Home Sweet Home……
Over the past 3 years my sister and I have been travelling from place to place, never staying too long and never really calling one place home. Truthfully, I think it's because Chouko's afraid to settle down…but it has been a rough three years after mom and dad died, so I really never asked why we kept moving. After the second time it just felt normal.
The first time we moved to Florida. That was fun, but hot. The wildlife was amazing there; I was always out in the wetlands or small ponds nearby, taking pictures and writing. The smell of freshly cut grass or the taste of the ripe oranges or the sights of the large flocks of birds flying over our heads were great, but Chouko packed us up within a year and sent us all the way to Wisconsin.
Wisconsin was a shock. A real shock. We moved there in the middle of winter and it was twenty below zero. It was a huge difference from the hot summers of Florida. I mean it got cold over there but not as cold as Wisconsin. The town we lived in was small, which was also a shock because we were used to the big malls and crowded streets. It didn't last long though because Chouko said she found a better job in Iowa…
And surprise!Iowa didn't last long either. There was always something wrong with it. So we moved (yes, again) to my favorite little town called Trout Creek in Montana. I loved it at first sight and I got used to having just a handful of stores and people. I knew we weren't going to be there that long, so I didn't make any effort for friends. Instead I started to work at a wildlife refuge, learning how everything worked out in the forests that surrounded our little tourist town. Eight months came and passed and we packed our things. Going to live where most of the tourists came from:
Los Angeles, California
"Momo? Are you even listening to me? Gosh, stop day dreaming because you have to see the view," Chouko said, nearly running into a truck.
"As in watching you kill us?" I replied, but added on, "So this is going to be our home?"
"Yeah, Momo, this is going to be home. Now, can you take out those directions so we can figure out where the darnn house is?" she asked.
"Ya, it says to make a left at First street and make a left when you see the beach. Then go straight till you reach Malibu lane and go to the end of the street. The house is baby blue, big and has lots of windows. Says here you can't miss it," I directed
"Are you sure these directions are reliable. You know the last time we moved it took us hours to find the house and it was because you forgot to print out the second page!" I said, but noticed I needed to use the restroom, "Gosh, I hope we get there soon, I really need to…." I said but she cut me off.
"Look it's beautiful," she whispered. "It's what I always wanted…it's what mom and dad always wanted."
It was an old two-storey house with many large windows and a wonderful view of the ocean. The backyard had an overgrown lawn, so it looked like a forest, and the front yard was just as bad. The color of the house wasn't that great either. It was a washed out baby blue – the ocean weather must've ruined its original color. Except for maybe the view, it wasn't like anything I expected. The other houses down the street were in a much better condition and she calls this beautiful?
"This is the amazing house you've been talking about?"
"Yep and you get to do the backyard! I wanted to do the front yard because, well I wanted to make a good impression on the neighbors'. You know, show that I'm willing to devote myself to making this place beautiful. They all thought I was nuts when I bought this place. Well I'll show them!!" Chouko said and started laughing.
"Now you wonder why I don't bring friends home, psycho. And how in the hell am I supposed to even walk through the backyard let alone fix it up?! God you have no idea how much I want to just sit in the corner and stay there! I'd make better friends that way with all the bugs living in that place! Ugh! I'll be inspecting and picking my room if you want me," I replied with a glum look on my face as I stepped out of the truck.
"I said I'd take care of her, but I never said she'd like it, mom," was all that was said as Chouko stepped out of the car and welcomed all of the new smells and sights of their new home.
The sun soon said goodnight and the moon said hello. Tomorrow will be another day and a new beginning.
kk widlife center opened up and i'm willing to takea trip to the hospital this year because i'm going to learn how to hold and handle a raptor. a few stitches won't bother me. school is almost to an end just like 4 more weeks. tomorrow i have an oral book report. i wish i could skip but i've been in and out of the hospital and doctor offices too much this month...so i can't miss any more days as it is.
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