My name is Leopold stotch. Everyone calls me butters tho. Even my parents calls me that. It became like a second name. I'm turning 18 next month. I went home as usual after work. I had a small job after school. My father said that since I'll be n adult soon I should help them pay the rent and buy my own things myself.

I don't mind it. I don't need much things anyway. At least I don't think I do? As I got home my parents were waiting for me in the living room. Am I getting grounded? Did I do something wrong again. But my father doesn't seem mad. What is all this about? I take my jacket off and walk to the living room.

"Ah. Butters I wanted ro talk to you."

My dad stood up and puts a hand on my shoulder. I look uo at him in confusion.

"We're sending you to a school in Colorado butters."

I took a time to process what my father just told me. In Colorado? But that's far from here. I'll have to rake the plane. And I'll lose my job.

"It a great school and there's dorms. You won't have to come back here until holidays."

I just looked at my dad and slowly nodded. It's not like I had the choice. I had to leave my life here behind. It scares me. Changes scares me.

"You leave tomorrow so go pack up your things."

My father dismissed me and I went up in my room. Once I got there I started packing up my things. I didn't owned much so it wasn't long. There was few clothes some random things and my phone charger. Of course I took my hello kitty plushie. It's one of the most important things I own. At least to me

It's the only thing my parent have ever gotten me. For my birthday they usually say that it's a gift they raised me well and I don't need a gift. When i was 12 my mother got me it and I was overjoyed.

Once I was done packing up I decided to go to bed. Tomorrow was going to be a long day for sure. A very long day.

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