What's New Everybody?
Can you die of homesickness because based off of my personal experiences, it might just seem possible. Mom's always telling me if I don't step forward then I'm just stepping back. Well, right about now I wish I could step back into time and stop all the load of crap in my life.You up for my daily life story? No, too bad.
Saturday(Arriving Day), I felt a gentle shake from Gia. I woke to see her bouncing on the seat and yelling,"We're here, we're here!" I sighed and looked out the window. It was true, there it was, London. The end of my life. I groaned.
"Attention all passengers, we're now arriving in London," Called the pilot. Gia smiled wide and jumped into Mom's lap. I sank into my chair. Mom kissed Dad on the cheek and came over to sit with me. For a while, there was a silence, which, I got to say, was very creepy. The plane prepared for a landing and the pilot announced that we will be able to get off soon.
"Honey, it'll be alright," Mom reassured. Everyone rose to their feet and squeezed into the small aisles. I ignored her and slipped right past her. When exiting off of the plane, Baggage Claim came into sight. We grabbed our luggage and took a taxi to our destination.
I stood right in front of our duplex, a three house in one.
I don't know if you caught up but a duplex is a freaking SHARE home. This was my new home-I mean 1/3 home! Things couldn't have gotten worse!
We were greeted by a small family of one baby, a mom and dad, and big family of two boys, one girl, grandpa, mom and dad. The small family had a three month old baby girl named Greene, a Mom and Dad of Mr. and Mrs. Smith. The big family had a boy my age named Duncan, a boy in third grade named Daune, a grandpa that preferrs if I call him Vater Weisheit and the parents of Mr. and Mrs.Taylor.
That's pretty much it. I'm never seeing my friends again and I'm sharing my home with two other families.
To be continued.