The day after my eighth birthday, my father told me…
We were moving. These are devastating words to hear at the end of summer break! Now what is going to happen? What about my friends? A new school, what will I do? So many thoughts ran through my mind then, and none of them would have prepared me for what really happened! …
Random Acts of Writing 
Nooooooo! More!
this may turn into more, lol. I will be working on more soon I am also working on building my characters better for some of the other things I am working on.