Three Stories Higher.

My entire life will change tomorrow.
Everyone keeps asking if I'm excited. I've thought alot about it, and truthfully - not really. I think "scared" is a better way to put it. I mean, everytime I start to feel scared I remind myself to stop being such a baby and just grow up. I'm nineteen years old now, I've been working full-time for almost two years. My family's financial issues have hit the fan and it's time for me to go.
I think that the hardest thing about saying goodbye to my house, besides leaving my family, is because I'm leaving the house where I swear I can still feel my Mum's spirit. The couch where she passed, the kitchen where she cooked, the books that she read. It was over five years ago now, and I have learnt to become content with the whole thing. But the thought of leaving the place where those memories happened - leaving the rooms and items that keep those memories so vivid. That's what scares me.

But it's the right time. You can't always make everybody happy.

My entire life will change tomorrow. I get one last sleep in the house that changed my life last time.