Chapter 3: Voices outside

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It is still poring outside and i don't want to leave. This is my home town and i grew up here. It sounds like voices muffling outside. But, i know it is just the hard rain hitting my hard roof. My aunt Martha is panicking and running around crazy and i'm jot sure if i should help too. I just wanna sit here and look around my bedroom because i am not going to be here for a while. I hope everybody here will be okay. I just am not feeling the greatest at the moment, but i hope my little brother tommy will feel good about us moving. Wait where is tommy? Who knows, probably in his room hugging his toys goodbye.

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