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𝐍𝐎 𝐎𝐍𝐄'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕:
Ceazia struggled to pull the suitcases containing all their belongings to the door of their new apartment. Despite the physical effort, she felt emotionally drained from having to move to yet another state in search of a better life. The apartment was small, with no beds, and they would have to make do with the small mattresses they had brought with them. As Ceazia opened the door and rolled the suitcases inside, she took in the worn walls, the peeling paint, and the dim lighting that made the apartment look even smaller. Crystal, her mother, looked at her with a mixture of exhaustion and hope. "It's better than living on the streets," she signed to Ceazia, who nodded in agreement.

After placing the mattresses on the floor, Ceazia collapsed onto one with a sigh. "Let's pack up later, Mom. I'm so tired," she said, feeling the weight of all the moves they had made in search of a better life. Crystal sat down on her mattress and rubbed Ceazia's shoulder, silently acknowledging her daughter's exhaustion. "Goodnight, Mom," Ceazia said, closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep, grateful to have her mother by her side despite the challenges they faced.
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𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆! ❤️