- Nici -

A new city, a new environment, no more friends. In short, moving. Basically, I liked moving. I was able to rearrange my room and while packing up I kept finding old things that I had long since forgotten. This time I found my old diary, which I thought my sister had stolen at first. But obviously it was stuck in my own mess again. My first box consisted of all sorts of confused things, the next four boxes I filled with books. I was a bookworm, so I had quite a few of them. The next big, time-consuming project was clearing my desk. I loved everything that had to do with office supplies and therefore had a lot. At the top of the desk there was still a large frame nailed to the wall, on which there were tons of files. I had classified all of my self-written FFs in four.And there were certainly not a few.

For all the office stuff I needed six boxes alone until I had emptied all the stuff. Then three more boxes for my computer. In my opinion, my most valuable and best part. The next morning the moving van came and drove to our new house.

At nine in the morning Irina, Ivory, and I were in the car. & # 8222; Hey Nici, don't look so grumpy around the area. Aren't you happy at all? & # 8220; Ivory asked me happily. & # 8222; Yes, yes, I'm just tired. & # 8220; I said evasively. I didn't feel like any curtain sermons from my parents at all. So I continued to grumble to myself. Oh yes, I wasn't happy at all. I will go to a completely different school. Somewhere in South Carolina, more precisely in the capital. I only knew two things. There was the big company Capsule Corporation there and that we had a house on the same street somewhere.I didn't know where my school was and I didn't know what to expect there.

We arrived at one o'clock in the afternoon. I had to leave one thing to my parents. The house was great. It was quite big and I saw my great salvation for the summer from afar. Gardeners were busy there. The same plants as we had in the old garden were planted again and many others as well. For me that meant: Don't dig out any weeds.
That was sure to secure the mood for half of the year. Then the next great flash of inspiration came to me. If you can afford gardeners, we also have a cleaning lady. That was even better. I think I would never be in a bad mood again. Dad showed the three of us the room straight away. I was on the first floor at the end of the hall. Quiet, secluded. You would certainly not always be disturbed here. I immediately started unpacking everything, and my computer was the first to be fully functional and started up on the desk.For lunch I just got myself a ham sandwich and ate it in my room. I enjoyed the calm that this house exuded. I liked the place a lot. That was a good start. No annoying neighbors whose children had the howling sickness or any spinning dogs that wouldn't leave you alone at night.
I stepped onto the large balcony to get some fresh air. A huge view to the sea, the Atlantic Sea, beamed at me. The pleasant warmth crept onto my skin and the sun's rays reflected on my black leather pants. The belt buckle made glittering stars appear in the air, which had broken in the sunlight.

For the first time I really looked at the surroundings. The street was paved with houses and children played in the gardens. Even so, you could only hear their happy screeching very faintly. Sometimes a bunch of children drove by on roller boards or scouters.Every five meters there was a tree, which again showed its most beautiful splendor in this warm season.
After a few minutes I had enough and went back to my room. Dragging a box, I opened my closet at the same time. Immediately I looked into my reflection. I had my black half-length hair tied at the back with a silver hair tie. Around my wrists I had two black fabric bracelets with a small star shaped with rhinestones on them.
When I looked up again, two almost black eyes looked at me. Around the pupil it was a dark brown which then ran out into black. I didn't think my body was perfect. But he didn't look so bad that breakfast would come up again for the person opposite. If he even had one. I put my closet in my closet. So the day passed for me. I met my family again at dinner where we heard everyone's opinions about our new home.Of course, Mum had fallen in love with her new garden again. Dad just smirked when she kept talking about him. The reason for this was probably because when Dad suggested buying the newly built house here, Mum had already put on a huge theater because she didn't want to leave her garden alone. Father then suggested that they could replant the trees and toughest bushes in the new garden. So she then agreed to buy the house. When they told Ivory and Irina they were instantly excited. Of course I wasn't asked at all. At first I was angry about it, of course, but at some point I didn't care. I felt pretty neglected in my family anyway. My parents are already asking me how I was doing or what I was actually interested in. It was just a simple & # 8222; I'm fine & # 8217; Mum & # 8220; or & # 8222; Don't worry, it's nothing & # 8220; accept.No matter how wrong it was, they never knew. It used to bother me a lot. I always thought they didn't like me or something. But by now I had realized that I just wasn't that important. My two smaller sisters were just a lot more important. But I didn't care now. I was happy for her and we also had a very pleasant relationship among the sisters. We almost never argued.

I sat at my computer for the rest of the evening and wrote a romantic story. Once again I had a phase in which I longed for a warm feeling. The feeling of being important to someone.
But I knew this world only existed in one story. But it was fine with me. Yes, everything was still ok !!