I watch the cars go by on the other road will my father drives us to our new home. My mother arguing about (blank).
My dad pulled up to our house "wow it's so pretty," I say exitedly, pressing my hands against the car window.
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Teen FictionMarie just moved in with her parents to a new house in a new neighborhood,
Chapter one
I watch the cars go by on the other road will my father drives us to our new home. My mother arguing about (blank).
My dad pulled up to our house "wow it's so pretty," I say exitedly, pressing my hands against the car window.