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Michael grabbed the last of the cardboard boxes from the back of the delivery truck and carried it up the front stairs of his new house. His parents were in the kitchen unpacking the plates and cutlery, placing them into cupboards, when he walked in with the last item in his hands.
Their new house was pretty old - having been built during the late '80s - and was the only house on his street that was double storied, which Michael found cool. However, its old age meant the house smelled like his grandparents, but that would soon be masked by his mum's obsession with incense candles.
"I'm going to check out my room, okay?" Michael told his parents.
He didn't bother listening to his parents' response before he bolted up the stairs to his bedroom, located behind the second door on the right. The door creaked with resistance as Michael pushed against the rusty doorknob. The room itself wasn't half bad. A few cobwebs here and there, some dust that could easily be brushed off, and someone had even left a couple of posters on the wall. Michael peered at them closer and found they were posters of his favourite bands! Green day, Blink 182 and Nickelback plastered the back wall where his bed would be. Michael was pretty happy with the new facilities.
It didn't take long for the family to settle into the new house. Michael had assembled and unpacked everything except his television and wardrobe by the time it hit midnight. Better get to bed, he thought, as the image of his new school came into mind. Michael and school didn't really mix well from past experience. People always judged him on his choice of clothing and music taste before actually getting to know him. It left him in the awkward position of being alone and unsociable, which was one of the reasons why his parents had moved to Sydney in the first place. He prayed this time would be different though, but he as always, didn't get his hopes up. As soon as his head hit the comfort of his pillow, he was out like a light; the exhaustion of the day's work catching up to him. In fact, he was out so fast that he didn't even notice the shadow that appeared over his bed before his body drifted off from the world.