Limerance

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August 13, 2011

         Maybe things don't always have to suck. I'm sure it's gonna feel like every other time I've done this.

I'm moving again, but we're in a whole other city this time. It's not too far from where I lived before, but it's still far.

Stuff like this doesn't really bother me. It's fine.

I put my hands on the bottom of the box that's passed to me. "Be careful, there's delicate things in there!" I know. I packed them. I only think it, but I don't speak.

I bring up all my boxes into my new room.

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August 16, 2011

"You don't need that." My dad lightly kicks trash bags into my room. I close the door behind him and lock it.

A sigh let's out of my mouth when I sit on my bed, finally looking at my finished room. It doesn't take long to unpack all my stuff, ever.

Now it's just a countdown until school starts. I lay down and turn to look at my window. What a nice view. Straight into the next house over. I rub my aching temples and turn back to my wall. I need curtains.

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