My family and I pull into the drive way of the new house we get out of the car and my brother Logan starts squealling with joy while dragging me into the house.
Logan:Lakota your so slow!*he whines*
Lakota: well if you keep pulling me I'll walk even slower *walks slower with every tug*
Logan became very furstrusted with me so he let go of my hand and ran into the the house by himself. Logan is twice the size of me and is very excited to move into the new house unlike me. My home was taken from me when I was younger. My parents were killed and then I was adopted into a new home with my step parents...