Tag: moving

  • Backup Plan

    “You have a backup plan, right?  Like where are we going next?  What’s the next step?”  Adam sat down on my front step and looked at me expectantly.   “Hey you two!  Here’s lunch!”  I was saved from answering by George coming up behind me carrying the pizza I had promised the two of them.  I…

  • New York City

    “I always knew who I was looking for,” I told the bartender. “I knew he would show up soon enough if I was patient. And now, here he is.”  I gesticulated toward Anthony and the bartender looked quizzically at the barstool next to me. People often had this reaction when I told them about how…

  • Breaking Rules

    I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.  I knew I shouldn’t be listening, but I couldn’t help myself.  If I stopped now, I knew the details would pass me by and I would never be able to recover.  What my teacher was saying about Amanda was shocking, but not unbelievable.  I knew she had a…

  • California

    PHOTO PROMPT © Fleur Lind  I knew exactly where I was going, but didn’t know how to get there. Not exactly. I was heading for California, for my new life, but I needed to make sure I was leaving my old life behind. I was running from my parents and I was running from myself.…

  • College Life

  • The Porch Dance

    PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson  As I watched the shadows on the porch dance, I knew this would be the last normal day I had. Household items had been slowly disappearing for weeks and as hard as I tried, I couldn’t figure out to where. I had known we wouldn’t stay long, but I was…

  • Saving Money to Travel!!

    I wouldn’t say I’m a compulsive shopper, but I do have some weaknesses when I am at the store. Especially at Target and any arts and craft store…. I have long considered myself to be a writer and have a serious weakness for any kind of notebook and all kinds of pens. If there is…

  • Red Rose

    PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson  I knew the only thing that needed to move to the new house was the rose. The single red rose was the last memory I had of Johnson. This memory needed to stay with me forever. I wondered how I could keep the rose alive when in reality, I knew…

  • New Life

    PHOTO PROMPT © Na’ama Yehuda  When the flowers finally started to bloom, I let myself have a little faith. A little faith I was doing the right thing and had done the right thing when I moved hundreds of miles away from my friends and family. Until today, I had considered packing my bags and…

  • Blackberry Bushes

    The blackberry bushes made me feel like home no matter where I went.  Due to the fact I didn’t have a place I called home or a place I went back to for holidays, I had to make my own home.  My own place.  I moved around with my parents as a child and quickly…