The window vibrated steady under my forehead. I watched out the window, much to my dismay, as the road flew past. Every sign we past was a painful reminder that we were slipping from the life I'd learned to love in the city. We were driving in a straight line into the unknown and in my mind the unwanted. It had been over a week since my folks told me that we were moving, but I still couldn't believe that they were actually doing it. The car hit a deep rut in the dirt road we had been on for the last few hours. My head slammed into the window hard enough to flood my vision with white.
"Sharna could you please stop doing that?" My mum, Alice declared. "Your going to give yourself a headache."
And like the last three hours of you and dad arguing isn't going to contribute to my head ache, I thought to myself silently. I threw my arms defiantly across my chest. I sat up slowly and looked around.
All one could see for miles around was a flat plain of red dirt broken only by the occasion thin