Chapter 1 - The Move
Year: 1995
Day of week: Tuesday
Month: September
Day: 17th
Dear Diary,
My parents got divorced four weeks ago. And today me and my mom just moved from Philadelphia to Iowa. I was so excited to see our new house. But it wasn’t everything that I had imagined it would be. At all. When we got out of the car I first looked at the houses next to it, they looked so nice and neat and calm… then I looked at our house, It was so trashed. The house looked like a big broken-down shed. I asked mom if we could go back to Philadelphia to our mansion. Because my dad is a professional NBA and NFL player. Of course, mom said No. I asked her why not because our mansion was SOOOO much bigger. Mom said we didn’t need that much space any more. Mom also said that we’re only gonna live in the house for a couple of days. She said we have enough money to make renovations, since it’s been here since 1945. I was grossed out. This house looked like was built 200 years ago. But mom said that we’d rebuild it to our normal but a little bit smaller mansion size which brought my hopes and excitement again. Mom said that it’s gonna be fine and she promised that she’d make it fun. The she promised we would look around town once we've fully moved in.
She said that we’d finally try out an amusement park and try out all the rides. In Philadelphia, we were going to try out a Ferris wheel but when my mom and dad got divorced that’s what changed the whole plan. I said I’d give the new but still old house a try. Then I thought for a moment. I asked how long we’d have to stay here before the builders came. Mom said in 4 days and 3 hours from now. I said I could do it and we went to go open the door. The door needed serious fixing. It needed new paint, new door handles, new hinges, and a new bottom so it can’t scratch the floor. Pretty much, we just need a new door. I already don't like this house. I told my mom well since the door won't open we don't have to live here. I started walking away and my mom chased me. We ran around the car a couple of times and I sorta snatched her keys and opened the car and jumped in and locked myself in the car. Mom started banging on the window screaming " Ryleigh Get out the car, if you don´t get out the car this instant we can check out the house¨. Why should I listen to her. Other than her being my mom, the person who birthed me why should I listen to her. But I won't get out of the car cause I feel like it's my moms fault that my parents go divorced, but that's only my thoughts because my mom never told me why they got divorced, all she said was I would find out very soon. Then I soon looked out the window she was gone. Maybe I could walk out and run off into the light. What was I thinking this is my mom were talking about,obviously she is going to have some type of plan. Maybe she is underneath the window waiting for me to open the door and she'l grab me and drag me into the house. I shivered just thinking about it. I want to get out of the car but if I do I have to pay the price. Or I could just live in the car with all my clothes in the trunk and the weeks full of snacks in the front seat. I roll down the window and stuck my head out I looked left,right,down and on top of the car. No one was there. I looked out the other 3 windows, no one was there. Maybe she did actually leave. NO WAY!! Again what was I thinking. The lady was banging on her window so hard she could have broken it, and her head was shaking so hard she probably could have gotten whiplash. The lady is insane. I opened the door and took 1 step out of the car. Looked left, right, and straight. No one was there. I stepped fully out of the car pushed the locked button with the door open just in case she chases me I can run in the car,close the door and it will already be locked so she has no chances on opening the door before I can lock it. I look around. I look right then straight then left. There was a strange figure running towards me. Oh it's mom. MOM!!! She is running at me!! I look back and forth and freak out not knowing what to do. That's when I thought of the most obvious option. GET IN THE CAR!!! I yelled at myself in my head. I got in the car just in in time because right when I closed the door my mom tried to grab me. That's when things started to get real. She started to cry and said "Please just step out of the car" I didn't see why, I don't want to live here,I want my mom and dad to be back together and I want my life to go back the way it was. I asked why should I. Mom said look I know this is a rough route to enter and you want your dad here to be with you just like life was. But people change and that happened to your dad and I didn't like the person he was turning into so I had to leave him, This is hard for me too but we have to just roll with it okay. Can you do that for me". I agreed I unlocked the door, opened it, and stepped out. Okay I said. We hugged and ran towards the door. We tried even harder than last time to open the door this time.
