The Move

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"Natillie and Turner can you come down real quickly me and you father need to talk to you!" My mother said waking me up from my long night sleep.
"Coming Mom!" Both me and my brother Turner said. We both raced down the stairs like we did when we were like 7 and 5 year old (I was 5 he was 7 im now 16 and he is now 18).
"You woke me from a wonderful dream, it was me eating 100 hotdogs in a contest!!" Turner said all bumbed out.
"Okay sorry to ruin your dreaming but me and your Mother have something to tell you kids!" My father said in a weirded out voice.
"Okay go on go on....yall woke me up for this....." I said in a tired voice.
"WE ARE MOVING!!" Both Mom and Dad said at the same time.
"No we can't move ....yall can I'm not going I just made a hole bunch of FRIENDS!!" I said with an attitude.
"You go get ready missy and when you come home today you are going to get some of your things together its you last day here your stuff will already be packed somethings  like a few outfits, your chargers for your phone's ,and  a few other things because it'll take a few days to get to where we are moving." My dad said putting his foot down.
I stomped up the stair and I got dressed into a pair of white pants and a pink ombrae shirt and some tan flats. I did my makeup then I brushed my teeth and I was careful with my braces that I got not to long ago.
"Natillie CAROL Young  you are going to be late on your last day of school...you don't want that!!!" My Mother said in a annoyed voice. I wasn't even finished curling my hair in was half curled and half straight. I decided to put my hair up in a high pony tail and I was like 'FORGET IT!'
"I'm coming Mom!" I said worring.

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