The School

Alma has just moved to Indiana from Florida. She was bullied at her last school.

I was looking out the window at all the hills, when I heard my name being called. I reluctantly turned towards the front seat to see my Dad smiling at me.

“Um...yes,” I whispered.

“We are almost at the new house. Sheila and Seth are a couple minutes behind us, so we will be there first. Are you excited?”

“Yeah, of course,” I dated sarcastically.

“Oh come on, cheer up! You are going to love it!”

I turned back to the window ignoring him. I hated moving, but I also hated my old home. I just wanted to be out in nature where nobody judged you or made fun of you.