Dakota+ I hung up my last vinyl. "Dakota!!" I hear my mom call. "Dakota!!!" She yells. I sigh "Yes?" I yell back. "That means come downstairs young lady!" My dad calls. I roll my eyes and walk down the hall to the stairs. "Yes?" I ask. "We were wondering how everything is." My mom smiled. "It's fine." I say with a weak smile. "I'm gonna go upstairs, is that ok?" I ask. "Of corse, sweetheart." I smile walking upstairs. "We're sorry about the move Dakota, we love you." My mom calls as I walk into my room. I look at my new room and smile. I have vinyls hung up, a white bed set, one of the most comfortable beds, white Christmas lights, a desk, a walk in closet, and a bathroom. I walk up to the mirror I had hung up on the back of my door.
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My outfit wasn't that bad from coming all the way from Maine to Nebraska, Omaha. I was born in Omaha and raised in Maine. My parents thought it was best. I had no say especially because I couldn't speak, I was a baby for goodness sakes. But now for my senior year in high school my parents thought it was a good idea to come back. So here I am Omaha!
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Aloha! It's me again 😂 Hope you enjoy!! Sorry for the short chap, more coming!! Don't forget, Vote Comment & Share! Qotd; How has your day been? Aotd; Mine has been tiring. I've been cleaning, shopping, and writing for you lovelies!! Word count; 264 Stay lit, Sofia
