The Move

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•Eren's POV•

I never really had any thing in Germany to look back on. Maybe some relationships and friendships but still this place just makes me want to leave.

Luckily that's what I'm doing in about one hour. Me and mikasa are all packed and ready to board on the next flight to the land of the holy. America. Oh don't get me wrong I do want to move. I just don't want to move there. I've heard bad things about America like all the riots, racism and most of all the hate against homos. I'll leave it at that. Those three reasons makes dread moving but if me and Mikasa don't things will get worse around here. But I'll put the off to another time.

"Eren" Mikasa said while walking into our room "lets go the cabs here only 30 minutes till our flight leaves", "Okay" I say while standing up picking up the one duffle bag with my clothes and one or two memories. We walk down the two halls of the small orphanage looking back "I'm not going to miss this place" I say under my breath. I suddenly get interrupted from my thoughts by the cab driver laying down on the horn "LETS GOOO" the angry caber yelled at us. I shake away my thoughts jogging towards the cab throwing me and Mikasas bag in the trunk.

•~•AUTHORS NOTE•~•
Hey guys this is my first fanfiction and honest to god I'm fricking scared out of my pants. I know I suck at writing but hopefully I get better over the years and fun fact I want to be an author when I grow up. But we all know that won't happen because that "thing" you just read is TRASH. But that's all I have to say. Oh if you don't mind you can follow me, comment and vote (sorry).
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