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Dooms Day

Tomorrow,... It was finally here. He was moving. There was no turning back. His father was already in England. He had to leave early to pitch his buiness ideas to investors. He also needed to finalize the paperwork for the apartment. It was a lot smaller then they were used to, but it was all they could afford. They didn't need much space. His parents worked all day, so Troy usually had the place to himself. Troy liked being alone. His parents tend to get in the way & become very annoying. They always wanted to know what he was doing. It made Troy feel like they didn't trust him. His parents worried a lot about his grades. He was an ok kid in school, though he speant more time day dreaming then focusing. Troy enjoyed lunch time the most. He loved being social! He hated being in a classroom. Troy was loved by everyone at his school. He got involved in many clubs & sports teams. Troy always had to be doing something. He couldn't sit still. The more he sat still, the more he went crazy. Troy didn't know how he was going to get through the plane ride. It was going to be long. He knew he wasn't going to sleep. He had too much on his mind. His friends didn't seem all that sad that he's leaving. He guessed they didn't care because they still had each other. He just wanted to be in England. He just wanted to make new friends, and experience new things. Maybe England won't be so bad. Maybe it's what he needed after all.