Tag: moving

Boxes

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I don’t want to move, it’s not fair. I know this sounds like a stereotypical response from a kid when they are told they are moving, but it’s true I don’t want to move, and the fact that I have to isn’t fair. It’s not like I’m moving with my parents because they got new jobs, or because I am going to a different school. In fact, it is the complete opposite; I am moving because my parents couldn’t get it together. I have lived with my grandparents since I was four and a half, and I can’t remember anything but that. We didn’t move in with my grandparents because they needed assistance or help; we moved in because my parents couldn’t financially support us anymore, and while it was only supposed to be for six months, that turned into thirteen and a half years. I am so angry because if it wasn’t for them, I could stay in my home, in my town, with my best friend, with my other family, and in a place that I may not always be in but feels safe and stable. I don’t want to move to Virginia. I have nothing and nobody there; the only thing I have in that town is my brother’s college that he has already graduated from. I hate that I feel like I’m being dramatic; I know I’m not, and I know I am valid for feeling what I am, but I also feel like, in an odd way, I knew this would happen one day, so why am I so upset if I was prepared for it? It feels like I am being suffocated by this situation, like every day it is getting closer and closer, and I’m getting less and less control. I know I won’t be there a lot with college coming up, but I don’t ever want to be there; I want to be at home in my room, in my house. I can’t live with my dad, and I won’t live with my mom, and so I know I don’t have options here, and yes, much worse things could be happening; it is just so frustrating to think about because if they had gotten it together for themselves and for me, I wouldn’t have to move to the middle of no where, Lexington, Virginia. I don’t want to pack my life into a bunch of boxes because it feels like it doesn’t do my life justice, my life is so much more than what is being packed away into those boxes. So much more happened in that house that shaped me as a person than what can be shoved in those boxes. I don’t want to accept that it is happening; I don’t want to come to terms with he fact that my parents couldn’t and didn’t get it together for me; they didn’t care enough to get it together for me, and it sucks.

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Places I have lived

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In my 16 years of life, I have lived in four different states. Florida, California, Louisiana, and Arizona. Living in these places has taught me many things, especially how different environments can affect you. I was born in Boca Raton, Florida, and I had only lived there until I was two and a half. The main things that I remember from living here were the extreme humidity and the really loud toads outside of our house. I know that is not much that I can remember, but I was very young when I lived here. I last visited Florida many years ago, but let’s just say I do not have much of a desire to return.

After living in Florida, I moved to Los Angeles, California. I have lived in California for most of my life, and I definitely know and love it most. Los Angeles is not always as glamorous as it looks in movies, (especially central Hollywood), but I still really have a love for it. There are so many spots in Los Angeles that just spark memories for me. It really is a special place that will always be in my heart no matter where I move to in my future.

I lived in Louisiana for 5 months every year for three years, and I moved there because my brother was cast in a TV show. Although I did make some great memories, I would not want to live there again. There is a lot of fried food there as well. I remember that I had refused to try crawfish the entire time that I lived in Louisiana, but unfortunately, on my last month living there, I realized how good crawfish tasted. I’m still sad about it.

Living in Arizona did not feel real to me at all. I lived in Scottsdale starting in 2017, and oh my gosh was it hot. I can just remember stepping outside and feeling like I was drying up from the heat and sun. There was also a dust storm when I lived there, which I found really cool as a ten-year-old. I do remember living in fear of jumping cacti, though. Whenever I went on a hike, I would try and get as far away from any cactus that I saw, which is really difficult in Arizona because they are everywhere. Arizona is a really beautiful place with great locations to visit, and I am very grateful that I got to live there for nine months.

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