An Ocean of Emotions

I pack my bags with a heavy hard. Today is the day I leave the place I love the most. I have no choice but to go now. I’m gonna miss the view , the smell and the sound of the crashing waves. My little piece of heaven. The place my heart felt at ease.  Maybe the change of scenery will be a good thing.  All the memories will forever stay in my heart. Where will I go to think now? The ocean was my safe place, a place I could just breathe for a while and not worry about anything. The the sound of crashing waves where music to my ears on sleepless nights.  I take one last look at the beautiful ocean in front of me. I will miss you , my friend. Maybe one day I’ll see you again. I’ll stand here with a smile on my face breathing in the ocean breeze as I reminisce on the good old days.  Maybe the ocean was more than just a place for me. It was like a person I could open up too. Someone that always listens.  I take one last big breath of the ocean breeze before getting in the car. If I don’t leave now , I might never leave. Until we meet again my little piece of heaven.  -The next day-  We finally arrived at our new house, in a new country too. It’s a fresh start for us. A new school, a new culture, a new way of doing things. It should excite me but it doesn’t. I really really miss our old home already. At least I got a few days before I have to go to school. So I don’t have to stress myself out about that.  Our new house was beautiful. My room was at the very top and had a bid window that was directly opposite of our neighbor’s one room , the window also had a place to sit in front of it .I put my last box down on the floor and started unpacking. Before I knew it I was almost done all that’s left is my Polaroid photos of all the good time I had with my friends and family.  Tear start pouring down my face as I put them on my wall. I really miss you guys I whispered not wanting my parents to know I’m crying.  Chan’s pov: I just got out of the shower when I looked outside my window. “Oh it looks like we got new neighbors.” I say curious to know how they look. I quickly lay on the floor when I saw a girl coming to sit by the window.  She was crying while look at what looks like a photo. I peek over too see if she was still sitting there. Before I could look again my mom called me downstairs.  Y/n pov:  While I was sitting and looking at a picture of me and my best friend on the beach. I heard my mom calling me to come down stairs. “Y/n dear please cone downstairs and go look who is al the door.” She shouted from her room. “Okay mom” I reply wiping my tears away.