Simple Life | Remastered

Do you know the feeling of being completely lost when you move out? Like your life is going to change completely after a major change of setting, like you are never going back to the previous life you adored so much? What kinds of things are going to happen to you in a completely new environment, with total strangers, and probably a new lifestyle? I hate when that happens, it’s very discouraging to leave everything behind, even with the promise of something better in the future, because you still don’t know what that future has to offer. It’s like your whole life can be ruined from the start, and there is no correct way to approach this huge change in life, it might be the worst experience ever...

That’s how I’m feeling right now, and that fear of not being able to adapt to this new city is only enhanced when I look out the window, and see a big sign telling me we have arrived. After hours of thinking pessimistically, it is weird to realize that I’m actually about to start a new life, but if that wasn’t clear already, mom makes sure to remind me.

“Alright kids, we are here” - mom says, briefly looking back at me and my sister, right as I read the “Welcome To Simpley”. My sister doesn’t pay attention to anything, but I make sure to take a look at all of my surroundings, already trying to get used to this city. Honestly, it looks quite nice, at least where the parts where mom is driving through, and it overall looks like a calm, quiet, but fun town - I guess this isn’t such a bad place to live in, but what is that name??

As I look around more, I get distracted with some hot girls at the park we are passing by. I only get a few glimpses of them, but I can tell they are very pretty, and that for some reason excites me - If all girls in this city are like that then maybe I can’t complain. But since we are just heading to our new home, I don’t get to see more people, and lose my excitement, even when we arrive at our new house.

Mom pulls up on a nice looking street. It seems like we are living in a peaceful neighborhood, but when we get out of the car, I can’t help but sigh, since our home looks quite boring. Perhaps that’s how everything is in this city, plan and boring. But I already have low enough expectations for this city, so I try not to say anything, and just help mom unpack our stuff.

We only brought clothes, and a few personal belongings, but it all fit in mom’s small car, so we don’t have much to unpack. But since my sister doesn’t want to help at all, I have to take her bags as well, and she doesn’t even say thanks - What an ungrateful bitch. I can easily carry all the bags, and even two large suitcases inside the house, but when I step inside, I realize that I might have to do a bit more work than I expected.

The house does look pretty decent in size, and at least it has two floors, even though they are all empty. I unfortunately have to carry all my sister’s stuff upstairs, because mom pointed out that our bedrooms are on the second floor, but I thankfully receive some help from her to bring everything upstairs. My sister quickly follows me, but she doesn’t do anything, except look at her phone, while I place all of her bags on her bedroom floor -- and since I’m not going to deal with her, I leave her alone as soon as possible, to take care of my own stuff.

I’m already frustrated by all the things I have to do, and we have only just arrived. But while it is annoying to organize all of my belongings in my pretty much empty room, I at least have a bed to sit on, and relax. I finish unpacking everything, although I still need to organize it, but before I could take a break, where I could maybe think a little, or even rest, mom calls my sister and I for dinner.

Well, that was unexpected… I guess some food might help me think better but I’m not sure even mom’s delicious food is going to cheer me up… Oh crap, this is going to be the worst...