I've lost count of the times that I've moved from country to country, town to town. I just wish this time my siblings could have come with us like they always did, because I miss them a lot. My parents don't know but some nights I cry myself to sleep thinking about all the friends I've lost and the boyfriend I'm about to lose because of moving. People who live in one place their whole life are the luckiest people ever. My mum also doesn't know that the reason I won't ever wear skirts or shorts or bikinis in the boiling hot summer is my dad. I don't have the heart to tell her what kind of a man her husband is. But I do love my dad. I just wish he was a normal dad. 16/f Confess ID: ttq5xez3        Posted On: 24-Jun-2008