I sigh, already becoming car sick, as my mother drives the ol' yellow jeep, to some place called Willow Hallows. Yep, that's right. We were moving, once again. For the fifth time this year! Only this time, we were staying with my aunt Denise, uncle Sam, and cousin Kylie. By we I mean me, my mom, and my twin brother, Adam. He played furiously on his Gameboy, as I stared out the window. I just didn't understand why my mother found it so hard to stay in one place at once. She is constently nagging me to make friends, but I honestly don't understand how she expects me to make any friends if she keeps making us pack up and move every time the wind blows in the wrong direction. Sure, I have never had any friends before, not counting my annoying brother, who was the closest to a friend I have, but besides all of the moving, I guess some people just simply are not as social as others. I've always managed to stand in the sidelines, you know? It seems like every time I step out, I'm unwelcome, and always the awkward one. Before I keep on with my babbling, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Anna, and I'm an anti-social freak!
