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I know it's not real. But does it have to be for it to go on? I just want something to hold in all the chaos. It's not too much to ask for. When I have to let go, I will. But until then... I want to be loved. ~ Dani George ***** From West Virginia to California with hopes for a better life. She's confident but has trust issues, she doesn't associate much with people, she's mostly always mistaken as rude and antisocial.

Chapter 1 Prologue

"Dani are you done packing that bag?" Brianna screamed from down stairs.

"Yeah I am" I told her at a gentler tone.

"Well then get down here and come help me with these things" she shouted again.

"I'm coming, I'm coming, calm down" I ran down the stairs to where she was standing at the open door. Everyone's just getting more dramatic by the minute.

Hey there I'm Dani George, a born and breed West Virginia girl from a family of four, myself my mom, my little brother othniel and my Nigerian sister cousin that stays with us, Brianna, don't ask about a Dad, he's not included here anymore. Anyways, in a few days my family and I would be moving away from our home to Los Angeles and so it's causing everybody to be so dramatic and impatient.

I get that this is a big change and a good one at that for our family especially with finances for a very average family like ourself, but it's not like we'd be living on rose beds when we get to California, life's hard everywhere, and the hustle continues.

But I'm really excited to see what the big city has to offer to an introverted small town girl.

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