My Rich Neighbor
It was a regular lazy night. The kind of night where you waste it away by doing absolutely nothing of importance. But it was this night that your dad came home early from work.Your mom was getting ready to cook dinner but stopped at the sight of him. He smiled a huge smile and came hugged you and your mom.
"I got a huge promotion, It's going to triple my salary! We'll be so much more comfortable and we can... can move to a better neighborhood," he started. Your mother started to tear up and clutched the towel in her hand. You looked around our old, small house and imagine what it would be like to live somewhere different. Your dad dragged your mother to the table to discuss things more.
This was three months ago. Now you're all moved into the new house and was just enrolled in school.
Now you live in what you feel like is a huge house. You have too many bedrooms and rooms in general. You feel out of place living in such a nice place and going to that preppy private school down the road. Everything is so different. You look out your window and see a car pull into the driveway of the house across from your house. You guys live in a rich neighborhood but your house is one of the smallest compared to the rest. The house across from you is maybe twice the size of your own home. They've must have done millions of renovations because their house looks much more spectacular than the rest. A boy steps out of the Mercedes Benz where a Kingsley Academy uniform. You just got yours in the mail. You start tomorrow.
"I got a huge promotion, It's going to triple my salary! We'll be so much more comfortable and we can... can move to a better neighborhood," he started. Your mother started to tear up and clutched the towel in her hand. You looked around our old, small house and imagine what it would be like to live somewhere different. Your dad dragged your mother to the table to discuss things more.
This was three months ago. Now you're all moved into the new house and was just enrolled in school.
Now you live in what you feel like is a huge house. You have too many bedrooms and rooms in general. You feel out of place living in such a nice place and going to that preppy private school down the road. Everything is so different. You look out your window and see a car pull into the driveway of the house across from your house. You guys live in a rich neighborhood but your house is one of the smallest compared to the rest. The house across from you is maybe twice the size of your own home. They've must have done millions of renovations because their house looks much more spectacular than the rest. A boy steps out of the Mercedes Benz where a Kingsley Academy uniform. You just got yours in the mail. You start tomorrow.