Well...to start this off im going to tell you some things about myself. First my name is Rachele, and my life is pretty much a wreck. See, my mother and father divorced when I was eleven, six months after my brothers were born Nick, Dylan, and Chris. After the divorce case was filled, the end result was my mom got me and the house, my dad got the three boys and the van. Three years later Mama was diagnosed with cancer and died a year later.

Now that you're up to speed, in this moment I'm sitting in a judge's office, with my mothers and fathers lawyers. Its been a week since I Buried my mom and my father is signing the papers that give him legal custody of me. The only problem is my dad lives in Pennsylvania and my mom lived in Arizona. I keep thinking how can I leave my life, how will the boys treat me, how could I completely forgive my father.

I was snapped back to reality by the judges voice,"Okay Darling, just sign here and this will be set."

I singed the papers and hoped that I as doing the right thing. Now I just have to get packing and set out to Pennsylvania before winter break and the winter rush.