*2 years earlier*
Today is the day that I move to Winchester Falls. See, most people move because they need a new start, or they need a bigger house. Well, in my case I'm moving because I need to get away from him.
It didn't take my mom much convincing than I thought it would. She's always been talking about leaving this neighborhood because it has a lot of crime rates and she wants the best for us, my sister and I. I just hope that Winchester Falls will be as far away from him as possible.
Moving to a new school has always been the hardest for me. I'm anti social, and many people see me as just "a nerdy girl." I've never had any real friends because I never have enough time to hang out with them. I always have to take care of my little 5 year old sister, Michelle.
A new school equals a new start which means nobody knows me or my past. It also means that I can change how people see me for the first time. Maybe there is more to this than I'm letting myself believe.
Looking out the car window I can see a sign that says "YOU ARE NOW ENTERING WINCHESTER FALLS". Our new house is a lot bigger than our old house, since my mom decided a new neighborhood meant "starting over fresh and right". The outside was painted a turquoise color, since my moms favorite color was blue. I personally preferred green but it will have to do for now. My mom had went and looked for a house while we were at school, so this is the first time that I'm seeing it.
"Gisselle, honey, can you please help your sister bring her bags in the house?" My mom asked.
"Sure. Come on Michelle, let me help you with that. Now let's go check out your new room!"
Once I gathered all of our bags (I was not making two trips) and my mom finally opened the door after 3 tries Michelle ran straight into the house, nearly knocking me over in the process I might add.
"Whoa, slow down eager beaver! We'll have plenty of time to explore the house." My mom said, while trying to keep Michelle from running around the entire house claiming everything hers. I walked into the house, and took a step back. Literally. I knew the house would be big but I hadn't imagined it being this huge, especially for a one-story house. It looked like a mansion. The ceiling was high above our heads, and there was a pretty chandelier with crystals hanging in the middle of the hallway. It was a weird place to hang a chandelier but it somehow looked right.
"Wow. You really outdid yourself this time mom. I never imagined it would be this nice." I admitted.
"Thank you sweetie. Now, go take your sisters bags and put them in them in the room upstairs. When you get up there turn to your right, go down the hall, and it's the first door on the left. Your room is right across from hers." My mom instructed.
Michelle's room was big, but mine was a lot bigger. I even had my own bathroom! I'm really going to love living in this house. Though, I couldn't help feeling a bit home sick. I've lived in my old home since as far back as I can remember. But, the past was the past. It was time to move on. I just hope that the past doesn't come back to haunt me.