Moved Again
We move around a lot because of my daddy’s job. I used to hate having to make new friends and go to new schools, but now that I’m older, I love it. It’s like sort of a chance to start over and be whomever you want!
As the movers unloaded their truck, I sat outside and just watched. A nice man waved to me and brought me a cold drink. I’m always told I am too friendly and not to talk to strangers, but how do you meet new people that way?
He talked with me and told me he had a pool and a trampoline in his yard. No one was really looking, so I followed him to his house.
After an hour of jumping and playing, I was tired and so thirsty. He invited me in for some ice cold fruit punch. Clumsy me, spilled it all over my white school shirt. He is so nice, he even offered to wash it for me, if I took it off.
I was feeling a bit dizzy from all that sun. The more I drank, the dizzier I got. The nice man took me to his bedroom and he even helped me off with the rest of my clothes.
I know you want to know more, call me!
Written By: Piper
