I ran down the stairs as I heard my dad come home from work.
“Dad!” I shouted.
“Hi, guess what? I have news for everyone,” he replied.
“What? What is it?” asked my brother.
“We’re moving to Michigan.”

The world seemed to stop moving. The conversation continued, but it went on without me. I felt as if the floor was falling away from my feet. Moving? What? Right before high school? Away from my friends? This could not be happening.