*oona's P.O.V*
"C'mon, it's time to go! We are going to be late!" My mom yelled upstairs to me.
I quickly said my goodbyes and walked around the house before shutting the door to the house I grew up in for 15 years behind me.
I walked to my moms blue van and dragged my suitcases behind me. My mom and I both agreed that I will buy many new clothes and things when we get to the new house. So I donated a lot of my things, or gave them to my friends.
Oh, my name is oona, and I'm from California. I am 15 years old, almost 16. I only had about 5 friends in Cali. Everyone else was mean obnoxious and rude.
