Memoir

My last days in Florida.



The waves crashing, the water at my knees and the nice cool breeze every night.
These things were taken advantage of and rarely visited.
Until the day came where my parents said the words that every kid dreads:
"We're moving!"

I had just entered my second school after a bad tradgedy had happened.
Then the thought of me moving tore me apart. I just couldn't believe we were leaving the place I lived my whole life. The people. The nights outside with the sound of the ocean and the beautiful sunsets with the palm trees. I never felt so miserable in my life.

I had some amazing friends, school hours ranging from 7:10-2:15 and early release every other Wednesday not to mention, the amazing relationship I was in. All getting left behind as the beach line faded and the country and hills appeared into my sight. Tears started to flow, I was heading towards a totally different environment and my life was going to change, more than likely for the worse.