A Hot Coco A Short Story

I opened the door of the huge truck like vehicle, threw my backpack inside and sat down in the black leather seat. My sister was next to me it the middle seat holding our little dog daisy and one of her plush toys in her hands. A few minutes later, my mother got inside, started the engine and we pulled out of the driveway. I took one last glance at our old house knowing this would be the last time I would ever see it and then saw my friend waving goodbye from his house. I waved back to him and then turn around in my seat and looked at the road ahead. It was going to be a long trip, but I was ready for it. I started getting more and more excited about our new house in Idaho and what kind of new memories I could make there, all the new people I would meet, and friends I would make. Then I thought, maybe Idaho won’t be so bad, maybe it will be even better than

I looked out the window and I saw my school, I could my little kids running and smiling around the playground, a few miles away the car slowly stopped. "We're here", I could hear my heart jump of happiness. We got off the car, I ran and opened the door.

I still remember sitting in that quiet room, my parents and sister by my sides. Me, laying on the bed with my sister and dad. My mom on the floor snuggling up to my dog Birch. And then he was laying there, motionless. The whole house was silent. The mixture of the rain and fog outside made it nearly impossible to look out the window into the woods. Nobody knew what to say. I knew this was coming, but I wasn’t prepared.

The weather was delightful and cold because it was winter. The the dark gray sky looked like it was about to rain soft again. The ground was still wet because it had just rained a couple days ago. We were at my grandfather’s house in Mexico. My grandfather's house was pretty nice looking from the outside. The exterior of the house was a nice light blue color and the inside was light blue. The furniture was light brown color. My dad was on the phone and my mom was washing dishes. I was walking around the town looking for things to do because I was really bored.

There i was sitting on the tree sleeping, I didn't even know how I fell asleep all I knew was it wasn't going to be good for me . I woke up, then at that moment my leg slipped I looked down and there was the ground coming at me, super fast then before I could react I hit the ground. The fall might of bruised my ribs because they were in pain. At that moment I wondered where my grandparents were. I decided to go back on the trail and try to find them. I ran as fast as I could sprinting up the trail taking short cuts on the trail trying to catch up when I finally got out of breath I didn't know where I was. All I knew was that I was lost. I sat down thinking,‘this is it. You really messed this up.Gosh why was I so stupid’? I don't hear anything except the birds chirping loudly and the wind blowing through the trees, then at that moment

My mom call me to the kitchen. I rushed down stairs as if I was a cheetah trying to catch my prey. I kissed my mom on the cheek ten times and said thank you, thank you, thank you. I ran outside. I layed on the grass thinking what would happen the next day, but my thoughts went away

The sun was shining through the sheer, transparent curtains in our condo room. I could hear a quiet murmur coming from the porch, knowing people had been up since six, drinking coffee and chatting. I got up and carefully folded the blanket I had been sleeping with. I walked into the kitchen. My aunt and my mom were sitting at the island, which took up the majority of the spacious kitchen. They each had a loaf of bread and were making turkey and ham sandwiches. I said hello and grabbed one of the pancakes in the middle of the island and tore a piece off and walked to my room. I knew were going out on the lake and grabbed a swim suit.

I walk into my house I see no one is home yet, but they will be soon, too soon, way-way-way too soon. I laid my heavy school bag down, it felt like I was caring a dead body in there. Change into clothes that are more comfortable than skinny jeans and a dress shirt. Then I got right to work, I clean the house and started dinner. As dinner is on the stove, I did my homework in the kitchen so I could see the food cooking. The food was almost done cooking when my mom walked in the house. By the time my Dad got there the food was done cooking and I had finished up my homework. I put away my homework and, washed up for dinner.

It was a wonderful day. It as hot as an oven that is 100 degrees and sunny like a thousand light bulb lit up at the same time. We decided to go to California 3 days after to meet my dad´s friends. As we packed up our stuff and pot it in the car we left. It was a long journey to get to California. We got in a traffic jam for at least 3 hares. I almost fell asleep when I was playing video games. As we waited we got out. I wish we don't git in another one.When we got to California I was so happy.

During the summer of last year, I traveled overseas to meet relatives, I saw many things and had fun while I was there. Although that month was packed with traveling, but the trip itself did not contain the beauty of the trip. It was the moment that I saw the tan orange house that I have seen so many times did felt that the trip was coming to an end. The sight of the window on window made dream about the wonders of reaching my room and the comforts of it. Once the car is parked, the next thing I knew I was getting out of the car, heading towards the door, walking up the stair and went into the room that was so inviting, and calming. The flow of time seemed to have stopped in the room while I was on the trip, all of the books on the shelf hasn’t

 My eyes opened very early that morning. I looked out of window and saw beautiful weather outside.  It was cold wind.  The flowers in my garden were smiling at me.  All of a sudden my eyes got watery.  I remembered that this was my last day in California.  I was going to America early the next day morning with my parents and family.  The day was Saturday, 20th December.  Tears were running down my face.  I went downstairs; everybody in the house was sleeping.  They had been packing until late night and I didn't want to them wake them up.  Therefore, I went back upstairs.  I just started thinking about how I was going to leave my house, my friends, my relatives, and my

My body started to shiver as our flight landed on the grounds of Edmonton AB. We drove home from the airport, looking at thick blankets of snow covering the bright green grass from view. Just staring at the thick snow reminded me of when I and my friends used to run in the sand trying to chase each other. As we arrived at our new house I opened the door looking inside gave me a fright. The door lead to darkness and almost resembled a haunted house. I slowly walked up the squeaky stairs with my mom leading the way. As we arrived I twisted the doorknob and turned on the light, there it was a plain old room with white walls and scratches that accented the white paint.

I threw my tackle box and pole in the shed and bolted straight to my room. I locked the door and started bawling into my pillow. I didn’t understand why I needed to cry, I just knew that I did. I heard my parents standing outside of my door but they didn’t say a word, they wiggled the door knob once but never again. They just stood there, silent.

That morning when I woke up I felt the excitement of the event that was going to happen that evening. I jumped out of my bed and ran to the shower before my cousin gets in before me. After the shower I got dressed in my nice tank top and my shorts that I love so much. Then I did my hair in pony tails with my bangs half curled over my face, I did my eyeliner and my mascara, “ Oh my goodness it actually can out nice not like the other times”. Then after I was ready I went to the kitchen to see what my mom was making for breakfast and she was making pancakes, “Oh my goodness they looked so delicious that my stomachs drooling”, I said in my head so no one will know how hungry I am. I’m always really hungry

I stepped into my apartment and shut the door that I had left hanging open as I was chasing Jonathan outside. I locked the door and turned around to face my apartment. It seemed so cold and empty