I met my first and best friends within hours of pulling up to the new house. Hannah and Zoe. These girls were like my sisters and I still absolutely love them to this day. Hannah was my age and Zoe was two years younger, but with us age didn't matter. We were always together, all summer, the four of us- Hannah, Zoe, Savannah (my sister), and me.
Soon enough school rolled around and I was scared out of my mind, I'd been going to the same school from kindergarten to 3rd grade. My only hope was to be in the same class as Hannah, and sure enough I was.
That was a hard year. The school was HUGE compared to my old school and well, any school I've been to since. 1400 kids in one elementary school wasn't easy, especially when I came from a school of 360-ish kids. We were only there for one year though, and before we knew it there was another move and a new house, group of kids, and school.
Now before this move there was a very significant event that occurred. Between the year that we had been at this house we had adopted three more pets:
1. Precious- our outdoor cat. She was a calico with a line down her face. She started as my cat because I took her in when our next door neighbors left her, but she turned out to my mom's and more importantly my grandpa's.
2. Lilly Belle- a black lab/blood hound mix. She was also supposed to be mine, my puppy, all because I kept begging my mom for another puppy. She looks like a huge lab with a brownish tint to her coat.
3. Justice- a beautiful blood hound. We rescued Justice the day after we got Lilly. He had been severely neglected and it was obvious, but he was probably the sweetest and best dog I have ever met. And he loved to smile, he would literally pull his lip up and smile with his teeth.
We had only had Lilly and Justice for a short period of time when our other dog Amos died. It was heartbreaking. He was the family dog and we'd had him since we were all so little. It hit hard and I still miss him today. One thing I will never forget about that silly dog is that his tail was ALWAYS broken, and he was fast as the wind. Once he escaped he was off and it sometimes took hours to get him back, but we did get our work out for the day! Amos was best buddies with one of our cats, Greybeard, and we have pictures from when they were the same size playing with each other. The only reason that I bring this up is because when Amos was dying, Greybeard went into his kennel and lied with him. I've had so many people tell me that animals don't have emotions, but after that, that's a hard statement to believe.
Anyways, the next house was huge and it seemed perfect. Lots of kids around, a huge back yard, a giant playroom, and I ended up sorta getting my own room. Plus the next school was much smaller. I made friends that I will never forget and thanks to modern technology (Facebook) I can kinda keep up with them.
While we were at this house, my papa moved out. That was hard. He'd been living with us for a while and we all knew we'd miss him. A lot changed then. My mom and dad both had jobs as opposed to my mom staying at home, so we all rode the bus (which we hated!) and I started watching the kids in small increments of time.
By the end of the school year we were informed we were moving yet again. All the way to the coast. It all seemed so perfect, I'd always wanted to live there and on vacation I never wanted to leave. But as the end of the school year approached I realized I didn't want to leave. That last day at school was the hardest. I spent it hugging my friends and crying. I went home with one of my friends because all I wanted was to be with her.
Not only was I leaving a place I was finally so happy at and had great friends and loved the school, but we couldn't find a house that would accept dogs. Justice found a home right away, being a full-blooded blood hound. Lilly was supposed to leave the upcoming weekend and I was so sad. She was supposed to be my puppy and I didn't want her to leave. When the people came to see her they fell in love with her, and I can't blame them. I cried the whole time they were there, and they kept telling my it'd be okay, but I didn't want to lose my dog and the thing that bothered me the most was that they kept comparing her to their old dog. She wasn't their old dog and never would be, end of discussion. They asked if they could pick her up that weekend so they could go pick up stuff for her and my mom said sure. That left me three days with her.
To my luck we found a house that accepted dogs and I could have my own room. My dad went down early to start work. We called the people that were supposed to take Lilly and told them they couldn't have her, and we tried to get Justice back, but the other family already loved him. We got to visit him before we left and he seemed happy. Before I knew it we were off... to a new home, school, and group of people.
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