1. Moving Day
Ok so my name is Isabelle. I have a story to tell you which is pretty crazy. My story is pretty crazy for me anyway. I hope that you enjoy it because I do, since it happened to me. So just read on and you will find out what happened.
"I am sixteen years old, and I have one brother and one sister. Their names are Angie and Alex. They are twins, and they are two years old. They are my pride and joy."
I lived in New York City. I had a great life I thought. I had my best friend Lacy, and a great boyfriend, Luke. I can tell you that I did not like a farm, or the country because there was no one that I would know, no stores, or nothing really but fields. I wasn't really for sure if I liked the idea of cows, horses, goats, or chickens.
So this is what happened when were home. I was packing up and I said, "Mother, I do not understand why we have to go to Alabama. Why can't dad just get a job here?" Mom just stood there and said nothing.
Then she said, "I am sorry sweetie, but your dad decided to follow his dream and become a farmer. When we get there you will see how much you will love it, don't worry about it. You will also make new friends, and love the animals."
I am sure that I will not like it at all, but I didn't say anything.