2. Moving on swiftly
So, it's been four years since that happened, and everything in my life has just fallen. Schoolwork is crashing down on me, and it's as if the walls of my life are caving in on me. Things have gone from bad to worse ever since I moved schools. More people started to hate me. I apparently became 'emo' according to the people in my school. I'm 17 now and I've dropped out of school. It's all just too much for me right now.
"Faith, I need to talk to you downstairs for a second." My dad called me downstairs and had an excited kind of look about him.
"What's going on, dad?" I asked, pulling a confused face at him. He put his hands on mine and lifted my chin up. He then said "look at me, precious."
"Dad, I'm seriously freaked out, why the fuck are you acting like this?" I raised my voice a little and tried wriggling free of my dad's large ape-like hands.
"I know how things are pretty tough for you, and I've been thinking for a while now. School isn't working out for you here. Actually, neither is anything really. So, how would my precious diamond like to come and live in Australia with me?"
My eyes brightened and I jumped up. I was crying so much! How did you know this was my dream? I said in my head as I squeezed my dad, letting tears drip down his polo shirt.