"Children," oh no mother never calls us that expect when she has something important to say. "Children now before you start to complain, your father and I were thinking about moving somewhere else."
"Mother" my brother asked "I lived here all my life why do we have to go?" Its true my brother hasn't seen much. We used to travel the world before he was born. Then my parents wanted to settle down and raise a family. It also was when Grandpa died and we became rich.
"Elenor" I picked out between cries and our mother "Elenor why aren't you as sad as I?" I reponed "Be quiet I have to brush your hair. Then go into your bed and I will tell you stories of before you were born and why I am not up set"
"All tucked in" I asked and get a nod, "Some people could say that we lived in the most exotic places because we visted them so much. We visted Paris, India, and so much more..." I stoped because my brother was asleep. I should head to bed.
Soon, sooner than anyone thought we borded the ship and lefted the home my brother has ever known. "It will be fun" I said tring to cheer up my brother, "You get to explore the world."
Before we went onto he ship we took a portate of us in the house one last time.