Moving Away: A Narrative Fiction

Since 2012, I have moved 3 times. The first move was definitely the hardest of all the moves. My entire life was turned upside down right before high school. I was happy to move, but it was a complete change. I had to relearn how to live, and I suddenly had to be the one to care for my younger siblings.

Just then Eric walked in the small room with four cots, although one wasn’t being used.

The aspect that related to me the most this week was the chapter on relocation. My relocation was actually pretty self-centered in that I wanted to be close to my family after having a child. I remember growing up in Kankakee and coming back for a year after undergraduate studies and having big dreams for the city of Kankakee, but none of these dreams were involved with my decision to move back. When Perkins opens up with the chapter of relocation there is a statement that stood out to me in regard to this matter. “Of the three R’s that anchor the guiding philosophy of the Christian community development movement, relocation is clearly the most distinctive and troublesome.” (Perkins, 75) Relocation to the Kankakee area was easy, because

It’s no secret, life is chaotic. As a child, in fact the very second you made your debut in the hospital room, you probably took a great big gulp of tepid sterilized air and began to scream. Before birth you had been infected. The struggle had already begun. Mom and Dad did as much as they could to help you adjust, but the cozy world you lived in would never be available to you. You messed your diaper, you rolled off the bed, and you collapsed in ear-splitting tomato faced hysterics for no reason. You couldn't even get food from the table to your charming little mouth for several months. What is this ferocious disease you have been subjected to? You have been infected with the disease chaos. We’ll call it the law of Adam, because he deserves

She found them after about ten minutes. She told them what happened and the help and supplies won them over so they all decided to trust them. They all walked back following the two to their cabin. As they walked, Kate got curious and started asking questions. “So I think we need more information about you two being able to save the world.” “Well, you see that big oval ring thing in the sky? That’s us. Our people, they left. They all left us here.” “To do what?” asked Darby. “To die.” answered Jake. “Um, what?” said Kate. “Global warming, yeah, that whole thing. The thing no one paid attention to. I mean, I wasn’t hugging’ trees but I saw it coming. I should have done something.” Julie stated. There was a pause of discomfort. “Well,” Jake started, “Everything was going down, and the heat was rising, the glaciers were melting, the cancer diagnoses sky rocketed, and people were getting radiation poisoning left and right. And it’s all because of us. It was all because we used coal instead of wood.” Julie picked up where he left off. “They knew we wouldn’t change. We all knew we wouldn’t change. They’ve been preparing for this, the whole time. They didn’t want us evolving, or somehow surviving so they put us in those force fields to let us starve, die off” “wow” Kate said. “What do we do?” “We fight!” Julie said

He stops moving against her and holds his head up, “Jada, make no mistake this is all mine (He inserts his fingers in her vagina) and…I can keep you in a room and fuck you for days.”

I was born and raised in the Philippines. I have four brothers and a sister: Weng, Richard, Karen, and Paul. I grew up with my epileptic and mentally disabled brother, Paul, since the rest of my siblings were much older than us. My father was a doctor and my mother was a housewife. Growing up, my family was fortunate enough to have enough capital to run several businesses. In 2000, we lost everything and my family went bankrupt due to several failed business ventures. The next year, half of my family decided to move to Ohio in the US. My parents made this decision because this is what’s best for me and Paul. This event was both sad and exciting because we were leaving my older siblings but we were also moving to the “land of milk and honey.” I can still remember Paul being extremely excited because he will finally see his favorite NBA players. I was so happy for him because in comparison to the Philippines, disabled in this country receive services and opportunities

“This is a great experience, you’ll make so many new friends!” my parents told me excitedly

Was there ever a moment in your life when one of your older siblings decide to move out, and you don’t know whether to be happy about it or depressed? Well it’s happening to me right now. My sister Brooke is at the age where she is ready and somewhat prepared to live on her own. But i don’t think i was prepared for her to leave.

The smell look of his rotting face made brand my stomach churn and it was all I could do not to vomit vomitive then and there. His nails were dark and bloody, but I wasn't sure if it was his blood dripping from them. Finally I saw his gross discoloured discolouloss skin close enough to see that it was falling apart. It was falling away from his muscle, his bones. brawniness , his finger cymbals . I saw everything that I never wanted to see. In that instant, somehow, my body found breakthrough itself, discovered how to move again. I ran ravel as fast as I could.

Brooksville, ever heard of it? Yeah… I didn’t think so. It’s one of those towns that only those within a 5-mile radius of it know it exists, and of course, its 150 residents. It’s a gloomy town, I’ve been here 3 weeks already and I haven’t seen the sun once. It’s a very quiet town too, you really can only hear a few dogs barking, cars driving, and once in a way a mom politely scolding her kids. It’s too quiet here, it’s strange. My cousin says that I’m just experiencing paranoia, but I don’t think so. It’s not just the fact that it’s quiet, but it’s the way people look at each other like they’re scared of each other. There’s this one guy, Dacre is his name I think? The way people look at him is so haunting. Maybe moving here was a bad idea,

What a beautiful morning ella thought as she looked at the time she wondered why her parents were and why they didn’t wake her up for school was her dog duke in her room he’s never in her room ever. She quickly got downstairs and saw something on the fridge. It was a note and it said ella I know this is unexpected but we will be gone for a few hours sorry baby see you later. Hmmm I wonder where they went she thought.

“My name,” she repeated, this time more steadily, “is Elizabeth .” My Father’s expression changed drastically, now the face that was once a little annoyed, began to morph to pure anger. All these years no one ever talked back to my Father, not once has anyone ever said anything against him. Time slowed down as he began to raise an arm to discipline my Ma, but bit his lip in regret and retreated to the couch across the room. Everyone froze in the silence. Nobody in this household would ever hit a lady, especially someone who does as much for us as my Ma. He was such a nice man, so handsome and helpful, why would he even think about hitting my Ma? I watched as he slouched into the crevice that's been created in

The man gets struck in the back with a piece of charred wood revealing Gad’s mother had arrived to rescue him. However, everything crashes down and shatters in this unreal distorted moment. The enraged man rises up and lifts her up by her throat and questions Gad.

The yelling of Abraham and Rick caught our attention. They were arguing about leaving now and or staying here. We kind of ignored them, because the adults should handle this one. The argument last a good five minute before they come to a conclusion. Abraham will leave in twelve hours after helping us with the surviving Terminus people. "Rosita, Tyrese, Eugene and Gabriel are staying back with you two, Bob and Judith." Rick tells us as we gather some supplies into the back room where Bob is resting. "Daryl is coming back, right?" "Yeah, he will." I nod, setting Judith's carrier down. Carl shuts the door behind him and the rest of the group leaves, as we get comfortable to wait for their return. Carl and I don't know the plan, but whatever it is, I'm hoping everyone