Moving To My Dad's House
At the end of Summer, about to be going to middle school, my Nana told me I am going to move in with my Dad. My Dad really wanted me to move in with him, but I really didn't. A week later, my Dad came to my house to help me pack. My Nana, Papaw, and me were all crying. We packed everything up and put everything in the car. Then, we went straight to his house.
When we got there, we got everything out of the car and into my room. We put the TV up, my posters up, my Xbox hooked up, and all my Xbox games put up. I've been living there ever since. Every night I hope to go back and live with my Nana and Papaw. At least I get to go to my Nana and Papaw's house.