When I was three, my family decided to move to Albuquerque, NM.
In third grade, I had two best friends, Kasia and Hannah.
We did a lot of stupid things...
And then there's Emilee...
Emilee spent every second she could trying to make my life miserable. She made fun of my friends and I for being poor, and tried to get me in trouble all the time by making fake reports to my teacher. Eventually she moved because her house got broken into. I know it's cruel to say this but she deserved it.
Most of my family lives in El Paso, and I have a lot of cousins.
Whenever we would visit, my cousin and I would to play in my aunt's front yard (even though it was REALLY dangerous)
But when I was ten, my dad lost his job and we had to move to San Diego. It was hard to abandon all my friends but we had no choice. Since then, we've had to move three times. We can't visit El Paso often anymore because it costs too much.