Moving out wasn't easy. Sure, you'll miss your childhood home, but it's better this way. Your stuff was packed in boxes and loaded into a truck. You took one last look at your house before entering the truck and driving off, your old home fading in the distance, turning smaller with each second passing. You sigh as you look straight ahead. It's time to focus on what's ahead of you now.

You pull into a nice neighborhood, a gated community, and the rent was a good price, too! Only $300?! It was too good to be true, but it was, thank god. You then drive through the houses, and each one built the same, but the colors were different. Then, you saw yours. You soon parked the truck and moved the boxes in the back into your new home. As you opened the back of the truck, you see a man approaching you. It was.. the mailman. He comes up to you with a friendly smile and a welcoming wave.

"Well, hello there, new neighbor! My name is David! A pleasure to meet you! Always glad to see a new face around this neighborhood! What's your name?" David said with a warm smile, extending his hand for a handshake. He was very welcoming.