• Chapter1: There wasn’t much to say about moving to Denver, Colorado. It was a sudden obstacle taken place during my junior prom. My friends and I never thought we would be separated till a day after moving trucks zoomed to the front of my house. Leaving Pennsylvania is one thing but adapting is another. Skinny trees, dead grass and unrecycled trash rolling on the ground, which I didn’t expect, fascinated me in a way. There didn’t have to be clean squeaky fragments every where i go. My neighborhood looked more different than i imagined. houses were close together with big back yards, some cars set in front of the houses that weren't in the garage. Trees cover almost every single house blinding out the deep blue sky. Most of all hardly anyone ever came outside.My parents house stood out amoungest the others. Pastel walls and a burgandy roof with gleaming rain drops. It was said that our house is over fifteen years old. I believed it since we had changed all the appliences out before moving in and repainted it. I bet its the biggest on the block.