2:the battle of the move.

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Dear diary.
We've stared to pack things up for the move. My mom is running around in a panic looking for things, her boyfriend Logan just stands around and yells.
My little brother John is 7 and vary sad that we're leaving but has been  bought to it with the prospects of a puppy,

so it seems I'm on my own to fight this battle.
I'm in my room I guess you could say my old room but to me it will always be the place were I grew up, it was always just me my mom dad and john but now, its different.

" Sadie get down here right now" my mom yells I run down the stairs " yes" I say innocently " did you hide Logan's car keys?" She's mad and she knows it was me, John would never do such a thing. " yes" I State "
she puts her hands on her hips and takes a deep breath " why Sadie?"

Before I can get a word in she's speaking " I mean i know you don't want to leave but to resort to Petty theft" " go get them, go on" I walk up the stairs and to my room and get his keys out of my pillow case.

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