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The car lights hitting my eyes as I sit here listening to music with my headphones, driving past my hometown. how did I even end up here, I think to myself. My mother and I are driving to the airport, a few days ago she had just told me we're moving to Rome,Italy. I grew up in Rome although don't remember much. My mother had a friend while living in Rome, Mrs.Rossi. She has two kids around my age. Niccolo and Camila. We got along very well my mother has stated, we always visited each other and played together outside while living in Rome. We had finally got to the airport ready to board. I look out the windows and see the buildings of New York. One last goodbye before I leave for good. Leaving my best friend Sarah back home. She wished me the best luck and told me to call her everyday. I had told her to come with me and stay with me because I don't know if I'm able to live without my best friend, sadly she couldn't, obviously but here my mother and I are entering the airplane. I'm not ready to leave. Yes, I know I had already left Rome once but this is different, I'm all grown. I'm 17 years old, my whole life was back in NY. Going to Rome, all these thoughts in my head, will I make new friends ? How will my life be now? Why the last minute plans to move over there ?

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