When I was 10 years old, my mom and dad sat down with myself and others at the dinner table and told myself and others that all of us were going to have to move, and i was crushed, because I did not want to leave my friends behind.
I had grown up with all of my friends and all of us had attended multiple grades of elementary university together.
I didn’t want anyone to go away and I didn’t want to move, but my mom and dad moved myself and others anyways and all of us were a long drive away from my friends. One of my friends named Jack came to visit myself and others the following summer, and he stayed with us for a month and then he went back home to the venue where all of us were from. I only saw Jack a single summer time after all of us moved. We talked on the cellphone and all of us wrote letters back and forth to each other, and after High university, Jack and I decided to find a venue in the old hometown so all of us could both live together, however jack got a job working at a local supplier that sells heating and A/C parts. I got a job working at the grocery store. Jack makes more money working at the heating and A/C parts venue, but I do pretty well at the grocery store, however every once in a while I get a tip from a customer because I carry the groceries out to the car. We’re not easily supposed to take tips, however it helps Jack and I buy groceries. It’s nice to be back home with friends. I missed the old gang.