Moving to South Carolina
Last June, school had just got out for the summer. My parents had told me not to tell anyone that we would be moving soon because they wanted to tell everyone at the right time. Keeping a big secret like that was difficult for someone like me. All I could think about was how my friends would react to me telling them I was moving.
As my friends and I got home from school we had planned to hang out and go to Carowinds that afternoon. As we were all getting ready we were laughing and singing music at the top of our lungs. I still had not told my friends and it was just killing me that I wasn't able to tell them. Suddenly, I started crying. My friends were worried and told me that I could tell them anything. I told them to all sit-down and listen to me. As they sat there with worried and curious looks on their faces, I told them I was moving. As I watched them cry I hugged them tightly. Eventually, everyone had time to breathe and process I was moving. We got in the car and headed to Carowinds. When we got there we road rides, laughed tons, and ate a lot of good food. Spending time with some of the people I love the most for as long as possible was amazing. I'm very grateful for that. Hours went by that we were at Carowinds. We later went home and my friends slept over at my house. The next day they all left and we started packing the house.
Little by little, day by day we packed the house. Days got faster as our house got more and more empty. Before I knew it we had people moving stuff into our new house. Moving somewhere else seemed unreal. A couple of days earlier my mom told me that my really close friend Garrison would be moving to Charleston as well. I felt so relieved that I would know at least one person through this big move. When we got all moved in I didn't like the feeling that it wasn't my home. As we unpacked the boxes and saw all the furniture getting moved in by the moving company it started gett...