"Here's a suprise for you,"
  Tom's mother said. "We are
  going to move."

  "Move?" said Tom. "What do
  you mean, move?"

  "Dad has a new job," she
  replied.
  "He has to work in another
  town."

  "You mean we are going to
  leave here?" Tom cried.
  "What about my new job?"

  "You can get another job,
  in the new town," his mother
  said.

  Tom sat on the side of his bed.
  I don't want to get another job,
  he thought.
  I want the job I've got.

  I don't want to leave all my
  friends.
  I don't want to leave my church.
  I'm happy here.

  I don't want to leave the youth
  group.
  I don't want to leave here at all.
  I want to stay here.

  He thought and thought.