I taped the last box, letting out a heavy sigh. That was it. My whole life packed away.
"Are you sure you have to go?" Mom asked for the twelfth time that day.
"Yeah mom. I can't be here. I need a fresh start," I told her, smiling gently.
She nodded and pulled me into a tight hug. She smelled familiar, and being in her arms just made my resolve weaken. I pulled away reluctantly.
"Is dad still mad?"
"Oh honey, he's not mad. He just wasn't prepared for you to leave so soon."
I nodded my head solemnly. I don't think any of us where, but I can't stay here anymore. It was all too apparent that out of the hundreds of people in this pack, I could count the ones who wanted me to stay on one hand. Mom kissed me on the forehead before wishing me a good night. I sighed glumly, looking at my emp
