Moving In

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My name is Danielle Marie Smith. This is my story about meeting my friends and the love of my life.

When I first arrived I was scared. I was doing this because of my stupid mistakes, but I was going to be brave for my grandma. When we got to our new house I grabbed my bag and went inside.

I quickly spotted the room my dad showed me online. It was the second biggest room. We didnt even have to paint, but my dad insisted on painting the living room. I unpacked my stuff when all the furniture was brought up. So, I laid on my bed and texted my friends. My friend Grace was worried about me. She said the kids would shoot spitballs or shove me into lockers and I would be able to fit, especially only being 4"11. I got ready for dinner, my dad had made hamburger helper.

After dinner I got into my favorite pajama pants and old shirt. I told my friends goodnight and I turned my phone off. I laid there thinking about my new school, then I became tired and fell asleep.

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