Well, I know you're probably thinking what the fuck? Who is this crazy bitch and what is she talking about? Well, I'm about to tell you all about this piece of shit that I call life, so sit back and enjoy the ride.

So, I am currently sitting on a plane seat on my way to my new home in San Diego. See, I used to live in Toronto. Everything was good up until last year when my step dad —who was like my best friend— was frammed of robbing a convince store while armed. They decided he was a "menace to society" and deported him. First of all, bullshit. My step dad was asked to be a part of the robbery and he declined so when they got caught they blamed it on him. Fucking assholes. Him leaving was one of the hardest things I've had to go through in my life. My mom and him were just married when he left which left her devastated. But, after that she did leave every 2 months to visit him in Nicaragua, and 2 months with us in Canada.

After that, I knew I wasn't the same. Someone I cared deeply about abruptly left and I didn't have another friend like him. I did have a best friend though, Julia. We were really close, I told her (almost) everything and I genuinely trust her with the things I did tell her. She was hilarious, hyper and insane— my polar opposite. I miss her. There was this one time I was practising for dance class with my friend Bridget and while I was doing that my friend (and crush) Brendan was taking rediculously stupid selfies on my phone and was later joined by Julia. Ugh, assholes. But honesty I thought he looked adorable in them, until I realised he set himself as my screen saver. Bigger asshole. I felt a tear run down my cheek as I was remembering him. I'm never going to see them again.

I was pulled from my thoughts when i heard one of the fight attendants speak up " ladies and gentleman may I please have your attention. The plane is starting its descent please fasten your seatbelts". I did as I was told and fastened my seatbelt. When the plane landed, we were told to take our carry-ons and exit so I did. I realised i was one of the first to leave so I waited for my mom and my little brother outside the exit because I was scared I was gonna get lost.

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When we arrived home I was actually surprised, it was a pretty nice house. My mom said she wanted it to be a surprise for me so she didn't let me see any pictures of it, but I am definitely impressed. It was a modern-looking two story house that was pre-furnished. I was going to take a look around but I'm tired and we need to unpack our things and do all that stuff tomorrow so I better go to bed if I don't want to murder anyone tomorrow out of my grumpiness.

Notes

Hello guys! This is my first story! I would love feedback from you guys, like longer chapters, shorter chapters, be more descriptive, have different POV's ect. I swear I will update as much as I can, at least once a week aaannndddd yea thats it bye! ;*