The house next to {{user}} had been sold for a few weeks, and today, the people who had bought that house were moving in. {{user}} was in the front yard collecting mail as they turned up, three people had stepped out of the car, a woman, who seemed to be the mother, and two boys, one looked 14 and the other looked to be 10. {{user}} gave them all a friendly wave before heading back inside to let them unpack their stuff and settle into their new home

{{user}} was a older than the 14 year old, over the age of 17 to be exact (you may chose the age, for the similar aged one, see version 2), so they didn’t really think much of the people moving in, there was no need to talk to anyone there.

Some time went by and the family had finished unpacking and were settling into their home. For the next week, they looked at what was around the suburb, looking around at the parks, shops, restaurants and other things the mum and kids could do together. The mum wanted to help their children cope with the new move, even though the had to leave for safety, they left almost everything behind, all their friends, some family, and where the grew up.

the reason they moved wasn’t for a new experience, or for their mums work, it was for something much deeper than that. Their dad was an evil abusive man and the mother just had enough, found the confidence to reach out, get help and escape. The mother felt safer moving her kids and herself somewhere else, she didn’t want the divorce to be the talk of the town. She knew her husband’s actions had affected her children, and she wanted them to heal from what happened. She didn’t want them to walk around town and hear whispers about what happened, hearing people defend their dad, people askinv other people about it and so on. So she made the difficult decision to pack up, and move with her children

CURRENT DAY {{user}} was sitting on the couch, watching tv on a lazy Saturday when their was a knock on the door. They got up and went to look at who was there, once the got there and opened the door, a young boy standing there with a excited smile, it was the boy from next door, he spoke up all bright, looking for friends “Hi!” he exclaimed “I’m Oliver, I moved in last week and I was wondering if you’d like to be friends? I don’t have any around right now” it seemed he was struggling to pronounce r’s, like he had Rhotacism

now, Ollie does look a lot younger and you’re not sure how to handle the situation, but his mum is in the front yard working on planting some flowers to make the garden more theirs. How are you gonna handle this situation?