You were getting ready to pack up everything for the day you were moving. You didn't quite enjoy the sanctuary of a small, tight house and there was this new town called Toad Town that you were dying to live in.

"(Your name), it's time for dinner!" Your mom called out to you. "Mom, I'm 17 now. I can cook dinner for myself. I'm just planning my moving day and how I'm going to pack everything up." You hollered down for your mom to hear.

"It's ok sweetie. It's already taken care of. Please come down (Your name), I don't want you planning all day." Your mom insisted and you stood up to go downstairs to eat.

*Next week Wednesday*

It was moving day and you were really excited to live somewhere not cramped. You would visit your mom every once and a while but you just wanted to do things on your own for a change. The moving truck was parked in your driveway and you and your mom were loading the last of the things you wanted to take with you into the truck.

"Honey, I'm going to miss you a lot." Your mom was getting sad that you were leaving.

"Mom, I'll be fine. I'll message you as soon as I get my apartment squared away." You promised as you hugged your mom in sympathy.

The moving truck guy, (Guy's Name), came out of the truck. "Ok, (Your name). Everything's ship-shape and ready to go." You really enjoyed (Guy's name) because you've known him since you were five, the first time you moved and into the town of Hamburg, New York.

You got into your car and turned it on using your car keys and as soon as the moving truck was out of the way, you backed out of the driveway, sympathetically beeping your car horn to your mom for one last goodbye, and off you were to your new apartment in Toad Town.