Moving: Basketball and Gig Harbor

Moving After the brief but shrill sound of the bell to signal school dismissal, I was looking forward to a very lazy three day weekend. As I gradually made my way home by means by walking slowly dragging my feet. This was because I was completely exhausted from this past week. I finally made it home and I was famished and and weary, I grabbed a bite to eat and headed to my room. After I consumed that banana I laid back on my savior for the moment, the bed and drifted off. Five to six hours later I rose from my bed and headed to the kitchen to get dinner. After a satisfying meal I went to my parent’s room and knocked on their door. I heard my mother’s voice grant me passage into her room. My mother told me to close the door and I noticed that they were just sitting there talking. I wondered what they were talking about so I asked. They wouldn’t give me an answer so I just guessed repeatedly. Finally they told me to stop when I started saying things that I already mentioned. Then my mother told me that my father who had stepped out of the room for a few minutes was offered a job and had agreed to it at Chambers Bay Golf Course in Washington. I was awestruck. Never before had I even thought of the possibility that we could be moving. First of all my mom told me we would live in Gig Harbor not in Tacoma, and that I would go to Peninsula High School. I concluded that this was a great opportunity because of all the resources they would have here, more electives, sports, clubs, etcetera. After that surprising conversation I decided to hastily brush my teeth. When I finished my phone buzzed and I headed toward it picked up and texted that person back and told them I was moving. They texted me back thinking I was lying but I told them again and again at least five more times until they believed me. After informing a few more of my friends I decided to sleep considering I was going to have to answer a lot of questions. I awaken from a fulfilling sleep where I actually slept all night for once. Asked my mother if I had to go to jazz band today and she said “no.” So I just slept in for another hour. I thought this was going to be an interesting day. In a flash I ate breakfast and readied myself for school. I reminded myself that today everything is gonna change, you’re suddenly going to be the center of attention. People will constantly ask me why I was moving and how it happened. As my mom and I drove to school there was just a blank silence with only the faint sound of our engine making noise. We pulled up to the to the school my mom told me to hang in there and have a great day. I entered the asphalt basketball court outside in front of the school. One of my friends I had told looked over at me and just glared at me until I set my backpack down and made my way over in that direction. Allen came over hugged me and picked me up telling me he didn’t want me to leave. I just was suspended up in the air, in a way I was laughing because I had never seen him act like this before. This happened several more times before school started without the lifting up part though. Throughout the day I continuously had to answer everyone’s questions. As the bell sounded to allow school dismissal I went to my locker and eagerly grabbed my possessions and started walking home, right where this whole ordeal began. I started feeling a handful of emotions as I was walking, so I picked up the pace and got home as fast as I could. I get home go straight to my room and shut the door with a loud slam. From then on it just started pouring out. I cried. Twenty minutes passed and everything feels like a blur. I decided to not eat anything and go to bed early. Four weeks later it was the day of 8th Grade Graduation. I readied myself for a crazy night it was my last night with some people, but to others they had another two months. As they called my name my principal told me good luck at my new school and I walked out there trying to hold it all in. Tears pushed at my eyes, I put on my best smile and suddenly I was walking back to my seat with my diploma and my other certificates and sat down. After that then came the dance which was nothing special all the middle school dances had been the same except the themes. Hours later the dance was over and we all headed home looking forward to sleep. I woke up doing only summerball for the high school. Then I traveled with the varsity up to Seaside, Oregon to a basketball team camp. That was my last time playing basketball for the high school. A few weeks following the camp were the laziest weeks of my life. Then came my Coach’s going away party for my family because my Dad and Coach Nice went to college together. They reminisced while I shot baskets the majority of the time. Later that week I headed off to Boy scout camp and had a great “last hurrah” with all my friends there. The week went by like lightning in the sky. As soon as it started it finished at the same time. The last morning we packed it all up, cleaned, and headed out to the parking lot to be retrieved by our parents for whose were coming. I said my goodbyes and had to hold it in again. As I made my way to the car i thought of all the moments with my friends that I was about to leave. As we loaded up the car and got in i just wanted to get out of here so nobody could see me. Then we made the 7 hour journey to Gig Harbor. Nowadays I’ve changed a lot, grown taller, smarter, and more mature. This experience is making me a better person and stronger one too. I realize that to be strong you must not let little things hurt you but still acknowledge them.