Peachtree City Struggle
Moving can be hard, especially in high school. When I moved from a small big town to an even smaller small town it was hard. I still miss my friends, but I just remember to think about the good memories. And that's the advice I give to people and to myself. It gets easier when you focus on the good days.
Moving day was terrible. I slept over at my best friend's house and in the morning my parents came to pick me up. When I said goodbye to all of my friends it was hard, because we were supposed to graduate high school together, and do all of the things that high schoolers do. Which by the way now that I'm in high school. I don’t really know what I expected because it’s not that great. Anyways, my parents pulled up with the boat in tow and my two dogs in the back. And we were off. Now, the drive from Cary, NC to Peachtree City, GA…show more content… We first went to the house to check it out. It was just so dark outside. My room looked so creepy, because it had these weird small doors and in the night it was so scary. I began to think about changing rooms with my brother. Thank goodness that didn't happen. The hotel we were staying at was a dog friendly hotel, so that was really cool. But as the night went on I started realizing that this wasn't a trip and I wasn't going to see my friends for a while. And I had to remind myself to just think of all the good memories, and everything was okay. In the morning, we went to the house and started unpacking everything. I never realised how much stuff we had. When we finally got all settled, I knew that it was going to be okay. Even though it did take a while for everything to get put together, how we wanted it, I could see the potential. As summer went on it was tough. I did not know anybody, so that meant I had no friends. I finished almost all of Grey’s anatomy over the summer, so you see where my priorities lie. I was not really excited about school starting; however, it was approaching
