My Four Decisions - Story 1 - Part 1

I hope you enjoy my first story on this blog. It is taking me a while to finish. Its quite long. :)

My four Decisions - Part 1

Page 1

The day I moved. Probably one of the best and worst choices of my life. Why? It’s a long story. I’ll start from the beginning.
I had just finished packing my personal belongings when my mum called from the bottom of the stairs.
“Jessica, are you nearly finished packing? You know it will take us a long time to get there and we need to get there …before 7:00pm.” My mum said in a worried tone.
I replied, “Don’t worry mum. I just finished. I will be down in a sec.”
I stumbled across my room trying to dodge the boxes sitting on the floor. I reached my window and impatiently yanked the window open. I felt almost as if I was going to cry, thinking of how I would miss my friends and this house. Then I looked across the garden and spotted the little rose tree which me and my best friend Sarah planted when we were only 7 years old. A tear welled up in my eye and ran down my cheek. She, Sarah was my best friend. Would I forget her? Would she forget me? They were the only thoughts that ran through my head. How could I move? How could my mum have accepted the new job? Did she not think of how it would effect me?
At that very minute I grabbed my bag and ran straight for my bedroom door. I stumbled down my stairs realising my vision was blurry from the tears which sat in my eyes. My mum heard me on the stairs and walked out from the living room into the hall. I tried to stop the tears from streaming down my face but it was too late, she saw me crying.

To be continued....