When I first arrived the place was peaceful, gorgeous even. It was so perfect that we used to live here. The place was called Paradise, Paradise is so different, that it’s not like any other place that you been to. It’s all the cool places put in one. When I first arrived I was shocked like it was new to me. My Mom said “peach where moving here real soon”, I was shocked so I said “wow cool” but inside I was dancing like a bunch of ants in my pocket (but in a happy way).When u first see you probly will think it’s the most beautiful thing and want to move in right away, but NO,NO,NO it’s not that easy. “You have to prove that your capable of moving in to a world that can become your home for the rest of your life, You have to treat it like a new born baby” my mom says.( I looked around like I haven’t seen a place like this even though I have).It was very fast for my family to move in because my dad was the owner. My parents were mr. and mrs. Moore and I was the young Moore who had no friends but was moving in a beautiful place called PARADISE, wow even the name sound powerful. Our first month living inside paradise was great I met 2 friends who were all new into paradise and didn’t know anybody (like me). We was on our way home from school, when suddenly we heard, my mom screaming like she’s been attacked. “Something happened” she said. My friends ran home to check on their parents. There were notes on every doorstep that read, “IM NOT LEAVING UNTIL PARADISE IS DESTROYED”! We were all finally packing to leave paradise. WHERE WE EVER COMING BACK TO PARADISE WHEN ITS ALL OVER?.