I’m looking out my window staring at the “For Sale” sign glaring back
into my eyes. I have, once again, lost track of time and stopped
packing. I know the movers will be here soon but, I can’t seem to pack
up all my belongings. I’m not sure what’s going on. I’m only moving to
a new neighborhood. I can still see my friends and I’ll still be
attending the same school. Looking at all my things scattered all
around my room, I start picking up things and putting them into boxes.
I pick up a box that is full of scarves and I remember all the snow
days I spent with Abbi and Holland.
“Wake Up!” screams Abbi.
I have stayed the night with two of my best friends and we have woken
up to snow which means one thing to us: no school. Abbi is ecstatic
and all I want to do is pull her comforter over my head and fall back
into a restless sleep. Of course, that isn’t exactly what happened.
After Abbi practically dragged me and Holland out of bed, we get ready
to go outside. Instead of being sensible and wear warm clothing to
keep warm, we decided to wear NIKE shorts, snow boots, and hoodies. We
ignore the stinging cold as we’re building our snowman and making
snowballs to throw at each other.
I notice I’m smiling and then I suddenly pick up all my movies and I
can’t help but think about all the movies days I’ve had with Haleigh.
Whether we were crying and singing “My Heart Will Go On” while
watching the Titanic or knowing every single word of Bridesmaids there
was never a dull moment.
I pick up a black summer dress and my mind instantly flashes back to
Florida. I’m on the way to the beach with Kristina and we’re both
excited. As soon as we get there we head straight to the ocean to
start tanning. We race go- karts and spend a day at the aquarium. On
the last day, we wear our matching black dresses. We sit in the sand
when we’re done and talk about how we never want to leave.
As I catch myself thinking about every single memory that’s happened
here, I can’t help but wonder if my new house will be the same. Will I
make even more memories? I sure hope so. I look out my window at the
“For Sale” sign and remember the first time I ever saw that sign I was
moving in. I realize I’m actually moving and I start planning things
to do so my new house will have even better memories.
