My seemingly normal life had come to a standstill. “We’re sorry Parker, but we have no other choice. We’ve thought it over and this is our decision”. These are the words my parents spoke to me as they informed me that our family would be moving from the small town of Fenton, Iowa to another small town called Whittemore, Iowa. This news came as an immense shock to my previously childish six-year-old mind. My brain swirled with all of the possibilities of what could happen to my previously mundane life. One of the first things that I had realized was that I would have to attend a different school than I had before. Due to the fact that I was a very shy and antisocial kid at the time, the last thing on my list of things I wanted to do was