When it Changed

To start off from where I ended, I'll say that first grade was a blast. During the summer before second grade I had many adventures. Playing Pizza Ogre, and earthquake across the street everyday. We didn't care what you looked like or how old you were, we just wanted to play. My entire neighborhood came outside to play together. My cousins live across the street from my family at this time also. Sierra, who is two years you get than me, was one if my best friends. She was born with a different shaped throat, so I remember alot of the time my cute little cousin being in the hospital for surgeries, and different speech classes. Though she was a good friend, Sarah and I were often rude to her. She was often left out and made fun of, and now I regret every second of that. She moved to Heriman, Utah sometime around this time and I barely got to see her. When second Grade started I was so excited. I had heard from older friends that second grade was their favorite grade. I had Mrs. Joyal for second grade,and she was the coolest. She was young and beautiful, and she liked to have fun. At this time in my life I remember girls being rude a lot. I included in 'girls'. I remember lots of drama, and lots of reading fairytales. It wasn't very far I to the school year when I found out I was moving. This news was heartbreaking for a seven year old. I didn't want my life to change. I couldn't move away from my best friends. I wanted to stay in that little house forever. My brothers and I argued with my parents for a long time, but in the end we lost. We were to move in January to Alpine. Alpine? I didn't even know where that was. It was 30 minutes away! That was so far, I couldn't do it. I couldn't leave Josh and Sarah. But I didn't have a choice. My parents had bought the house, and I was leaving. I didn't tell anyone that I was leaving until the day of. At school I gathered my things and told everyone I wasn't coming back. No one really cared since we were only in second grade. That day I remember driving past some of my friends houses on the huge moving can, as they looked at me in confusion. Even the girls in my ward didn't know I was leaving. The only good part of Alpine was that my Grandma and Grandpa Hymas lived there. Other than that, nothing else was good. There would never be anything for me in Alpine. As a second grader, nothing was good about moving.