A Girl from Wales

<p>I get off the phone with my friends and look up at my new apartment complex.<br/><br/>I had a house in Wales. I had friends in Wales. I had a life in Wales. I know my mom's job might have us moving around if work is slow, but I am not happy.<br/><br/>If I could rate how I felt, the meter would be off the charts cycling from pain to annoyance to sadness. All I need to know is what the meter is measuring.<br/><br/>"So, I know that this is now what was planned and that you liked living in Wales we just need to stay here until I need to move again." She unlocked the door and we walked into the building. And thus this began my new miserable life. *upside-down smiley face*</p>