So before I start with the story I want to clear up any future confusion. So there will be parts where the story will be interrupted by the therapy session. Also I will be telling the story through Amanda's eyes and the therapy sessions through Dr. H's eyes.

I was playing in my room with my dollies. I called them Isabella and Allie. Isabella was my favorite one. I love dressing her up and talking to her.

I guess you could call her my second sister. We would talk and talk to each other. She wouldn't say anything. She was an amazing listener. At that particular day I was playing fashion show. Obviously Isabella beat Allie but, it was still a close contest. I was announcing the winner when a faint knock was on my door.

from behind the whit door i heard faint breathing. I put down my dolls and walked over to the door and turned the brass lock. A clicking noise was made making it unlocked for the unknown person to come inside my room.

As soon as I unlocked the door a woman in a white dress walked in. She had black silky hair up in a bun. I recognized her she was my mother. She scratched her freckled nose and stood still in front of me. She put her foot behind the other one. Mom bit her lip like she was nervous to tell me something. But what?

"Sweetie I got to tell you something. Amanda I don't think you will like it."

"What?" She had me a little worried now. I didn't have any idea about what could be so bad.

"Sweetie we are moving," mom flinched like I was going to yell at her.

"OK for how long. Hopefully long enough for Kate to get better." Kate wasn't second best friend, Isabella was definitely my favorite no question.

"I'm sorry but, you won't be seeing Kate anymore, were moving far away from here. Honey we aren't coming back here either."

"What!?!"

"I'm sorry we are actually packing now. We are just waiting on the shipping company to come."

"What about coming back for vacation?"

"Not even for vacation...Amanda don't make it harder then it needs to be. Come on get out of here 'm going to start packing your room"

I couldn't believe it! I was perfectly happy here! Nothing is wrong about this house why do we have to move! I have to make all new friends! I wont ever get to see Kate, Luke, and Diana, ever again! Why can't I just stay here and mom and dad could move. I'm responsible enough to be home alone. I mean i'm eight about to be nine.

Mom patted my butt and shoved me out of my room. I sat down out side my door. I put up my legs and shoved my face between my knees. I felt the cold tears ready to come pouring out of my big eyes.

"Pack Isabella at least!" I shouted with a sob. I heard mom answer but, I don't know what she said.

I cried face first in my knees. I felt the cold streams of tears roll down my burning red cheeks. I don't know how long I was crying but, it was long enough for mom to finish packing. I felt her hands grabbed my arm pits and lift me up.

"It's OK Amanda. Its OK. Now lets go down stairs have some breakfast and go to the new house.

I did that. I didn't actually eat though. I just moved my fork around in circles occasionally hitting the egg.

I eventually heard a loud car stop. I looked out the window next to the kitchen table. I saw the large truck outside that read, Moving Extreme. I guess we were really doing this I was really leaving everyone I've ever known behind.