• How do you deal with a family situation about, we are going to move to a smaller house in Campus. How can you tell your mom no , when she is also crying all over the situatation. My mom says, we should move farther away from your dad, since they just go a divorced. And get out of this house, since we dont need 4 bedrooms anymore.

    Our new house was built in the 1930's has 2 large bedrooms, but theres 3 people in my family my mom my brother brett and i Sasha. That means me and my brother are sharing a room!

    brett is a slob though, he's not neat. He wears dirty clothes. Doesn't brush his hair or teeth. And im organized. And Preppy, its not like my brother well brush his hair every 3 hours, like i do. Or go for manacare every week. My brother well never meet my goal for him, which is being an organized peron.

    Our broken family left for Campus. Me and brett had time to say our goodbyes to our dad and friends. My dad told us he well see us in a month or so . but i' am not sure about that. During the 4 hour car drive, me and my brother were gabbing about what side of the room we get. I want the one by the door for when people walk in the room they dont see a huge mess. Besides im gonna hang a curtain up in the middle of the room for i can have privacy.

    We finally arived, to our new house. The front of the house can use some work. The gras is grown tall, flowers need watering. Weeds are popping up, being noticeable. We sure can use a gardener, right away.
    the inside of the house is gorgeus, yes it can use some dusting but it was pretty nice for an old house.

    I ran up stairs to mine and my brothers bedroom. I decided i wanted the side of the room by the window since it had a sun bed. both sides of the room we're painted green. I'm not a big fan of the color green, good thing the home depot is right across the street from us.

    The house is already furnished, since when my mom went here to buy the house, she decided to move all the furniture in, for me and my brother wouldn't have to do lifting.

    well actually i do. Since i told my mom i want to decorate my room, my style. And thats what i was going to do right now.

    "Mom", im going to home depot for some pink paint".

    "honey, maybe you should wait tell tomorrow to paint your room".

    I ignored my mom, went in the moving van, good thing my dresser was at the front. Grabbed a pair of white skinny jeans. And a pink spaghetti strap. I changed quickly, and made my way to the paint store.

    they had lots of pinks, vanille pink, sparker pink. I want nothing like hot pink.I want a light pink, to go with my pink and blue bedding.

    here i found a bright pink paint, i went to the cacher and bought it, went back to the house. But i got stopped on the sidewalk.

    "Hey im cleo. I live two houses down from you"."i heard you live in the haunted house".

    i was puzzled hearing the new house i live in is haunted.

    to be continued..........