Ashley’s Birthday

Hello, my name is Ashley Davies.  I live with my mom because my dad died when I was eight.  All I can remember is that a truck hit him while he was on his way home from his tour.  Jeez now I have tears in my eyes.

I don’t talk about him much, so when I do I can’t hold them back.

Well it will be my birthday soon, which means my mom will be leaving for her annual male search.  Ever since my dad died my mom goes on these trips somewhere and leaves me home with the nanny.  But for the last four years I’ve been at home by myself, which is good in a way.  I have my mom harassing me and I get to spend my birthday by myself.  Ever since I came out at home and at school no one speaks to me, so I spend my birthdays in my room jamming. However, my 16^th birthday ended a little differently then I was hoping for.

Here it goes…. 

It was my 16th birthday and mom had left the day before so I was at home by myself.  Well, I woke up turned on the TV and as usual there was nothing on so I decided to jam.  I started playing all of my dad’s old songs.  Then I started to play songs that I made.  I loved my jam sessions just as much as I want to follow in my dad’s success.  Well I guess time flies when your having fun cause next thing I know it’s five p.m. and I was starving.  So I went to get up and go to the kitchen when I was stoped by my mom.

“Mom!”  I kind of yelled in shock.  “What are you doing home?”  I asked still shocked at why my mom was home early.  She is never home on my birthdays.  Maybe this year is different, maybe my mom actually cares.

“Sorry to burst your bubble but I’m not here for you.”  ‘Well I guess I was wrong’ I was thinking.  

“Well why are you home then?  You do realize it is my birthday right?”

“Ashley not everything is about you.”  She paused then started talking again.  “We are moving.”

“What?!”  I yelled.

 “Ashley start packing we are moving.”