Chapter one: new life.

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As I step off the plane, I smell the American air. I can already tell America is a lot different from Afghanistan. The buildings are not in ruins and the sewer isn't going down the streets of Jurupa Valley, California.

I pull my hijab off my head. Free, free at last I whisper to myself. I fetch my luggage and walk to the airport shuttle bus-stop. I get on the bus and make my way to the car rental facility.

I pick out a 2005 honda civic. I show my drivers license, that I had recently gotten transferred to USA, and they give me the keys to my car for the next 5 days. I will be getting a newer car soon.

I pull out of the parking lot in the car and follow the paper directions to my condo. After about 20 minutes of driving, I find West-Hills condo complex.

I decide to grab a bite to eat so I go to the nearest food market. I eat a hamburger, French fries and a strawberry milkshake. For my first meal in America, it was pretty good. I buy a few items from the market with the $25 dollars I have.

When I arrive back at my new home, I unpack and finish my night up huddled in a blanket my mother made me during the war. As I flip through the T.V channels for the first time in years, my eyes begin to grow heavy. I flutter into slumber.

Maybe America will not be as bad as I thought...

I wake up the next morning to a loud bang. I jump up and look out of the blinds to see two men moving in across the hall. The one with short blonde hair looks at me and waves. I smile and back away from the window.

I walk down the hallway past the bathroom and second bedroom until I come to my bedroom door. I walk in to see plain white walls and dark brown carpet like the rest of my condo. Well, this needs some color! I walk to the boxes in my walk in closet to grab a towel.

I run the water and feel it with my hand until it is a little warmer than lukewarm. I have very sensitive skin. I tilt my head back and soak my hair in the rushing water conning from the shower head. I scrub mango scented shampoo in my hair and wash it off. I rub my body with mango body wash and rinse it off. I stay under the water for about five minutes until I finally decide to get out. With a towel wrapped around me, I make it down the hall to my plain bedroom. I throw on a purple v-neck shirt and some black sweat pants. After I get a job, I'm buying new clothes. I throw on my old black tennis shoes and a gray hoodie. I grab my keys and shove the ten dollars I have left into my pocket and walk out of the door.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Hey!! well that was my first chapter!! it was really short because I wrote it in about 45 minutes! Im planning on editing it later! hope you like it so far!!

NEXT CHAPTER SHOULD BE UP IN A COUPLE OF DAYS!!

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