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The three of us made our way back home slowly not in any real rush.

As Drey opened the door our mum was pacing back and forth around the kitchen. After she heard us come through the door her head snapped up.

"Go get packed" mum said quickly.

"What?" I questioned.

"Go. Get. Packed. We're leaving in 3 days".

"What do you mean we're leaving in 3 days? Leaving to where!?" Anthony started to yell.

"To Sydney, Australia" mum responded calmly.

Everything just stopped right there. Sydney!?
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No, no, no. Everything is happening so fast. All of our stuff was already packed and shipped to Australia, well, except my dad's. All I had now was my backpack that contained my laptop, it's charger, my phones charger, my favourite black hoodie that had two white stripes on each arm, and my headphones. I tie my long pink hair up with a hair tie, to complete my look of black joggers, a grey hoodie, and my black and white converse.

"Alli! Let's go!" my mum shouted from downstairs. I took one last look at my empty room before going down the stairs and walking out the door.
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I was sat in the uncomfortable plastic airport chair, taking in the last of the crowded England sent before our airplane arrived. Over the muffled intercom I heard,

"Flight 224 to Sydney, Australia now boarding."

I threw my backpack onto my shoulders, while I took my plane ticket and passport into my hand.

"Goodbye England"
I heard the flight attendant going over the safety rules and regulations of the plane but I wasn't really paying attention. My mind was focused on what was gonna happen when we get off this plane. Before I knew it I could feel the plane taking off into the cloudy sky.

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