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"But I don't want to move to America! I have friends here, a life that I am really quite happy with!" I scream at mum, who remains completely calm in the kitchen.

"Sweat heart, I'm sorry but I need help, my family is in America, and I can't look after you by myself." She says, with a sigh at the end.

"I'm not moving!" I scream as I stomp down the hallway. "I like it here!"

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