Migration ( Continuation of @ChrisSadhill One Liner)

Sarah stared across the field of poppies, looking where the sun was slowly dipping beyond the horizon. She looked up, knowing that she would never likely see the same patch of sky again. With a bulging suitcase in one hand, Sarah wondered what her new life would be like.

To put it mildly, Sarah moved a lot. She had been in an apartment, a cottage, and once even in the confinements of a hotel room before. Just a few year ago however, Sarah had moved to Australia feeling safe and secure- certain that she would stay in this place permanently. Just a few years ago, she had felt sure she would remain with her friends for the rest of her youth. Just a few years ago, migrating to America was the farthest place her mind could ever wander.

Sarah dragged her feet inside, but she was too saddened to finish packing. Her mind was fixed to the reverberating sound of her mother’s hollering in the near empty house. Her eyes were glued to the floor. Sarah thought of the farm where she had grown up, of the fields of golden flowers, buttercups predominant. Every spring, while working in the fields, Sarah’s father had gathered them for her and woven them into a crown, before coming home to crown her ' His Little Princess."

Then there were periwinkles, the lilac blue reminding Sarah of her grandmother’s house. Memories of her invoked warm feelings, and Sarah yearned to belong to the snugness of wintry days by a fire again. S

arah drifted over to her suitcase, melancholically packing her “Future Is Yours” bag her mother had given her. Sarah became aware of a stinging pain in her right hand. As she peered down, she found the culprit- A card she was too forlorn to open from her classmates. Sarah’s pale hands gently creased and edged open the envelope.

“Prepare for the exciting voyage of your life- it happens to everyone,”

Sarah read as her eyes scanned the card. Her mind wavered for a moment between her farm that she had spent a year on already, and the horrible visions of her new hometown that she had dreamt of every night since her parents broke the news. Sarah sighed, her heart and mind feeling mixed with emotions. She looked outside, knowing that maybe her trip wouldn't be so bad after all.