Chapter 6

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         On Sundays back at Santa Poco i would go to church. Not many people went to church. My mom made Sundays schools and youth groups, did all she could so did dad. As I already mentioned o read my bible every morning! But I thought that the lord would keep us from moving, but apparently not!  I hope I can make a girls bible club at school...if people are nice. I loved my old church the community and preaching were great! At least near where we live! 

            "Adriana, hello?" Someone sayed

       I opened my eyes, the car had stopped at a...gas station? Ugh I can't remember! Then I remember.

           "Sorry yes?" I asked

   "Wanna snack?" It was my mother she was sitting next to me 

   "Oh OK sure" I wasn't really in the mood for food my stomach was still churning from my breakfast on plane. 

     After my mom grabbed a couple snacks we drove off...actually the driver drove off, poor man. 

         

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