Chapter 1: Moving into a new city

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How will I ever try to cope in this new city without the fun things I left behind. The view from my room, my favorite coffee shop I always stop by after school and most especially Betty my childhood friend.

Basically, I am just a boring girl who obviously lives a boring life. I only live by three things; seeing the nice and warm view from my room, stopping by a coffee shop after school, and having a best friend named Betty.

My life seems too boring for a sixteen year-old.

How on earth would a teenage girl live a life without living it to the fullest.

"C'mon what's wrong with having friends to talk to, going shopping, meeting new people, socializing with people and mixing into the teenage world?" my mum would say.

I just love my life and I am okay with it but why do people think my life is a mess. Well  I guess being in my own personal space is my just  what I want. 

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"Samantha! Samantha!" my mum yells from inside our new house, drifting me away from my thoughts. "How many minutes will it take you to bring your luggage in young lady?" 

"Oh I got lost in my thoughts mum. I am coming right away."

"Better be" my mum said.

I carried my luggage that was in the trunk of  the car waiting to be carried out by me. I walked to the front door looking dumbfounded because I could not believe I packed out of where I had most of my childhood memories in to a place where I have no special memories attached to except one where I can see my mum giving me the 'ENTER-THE-HOUSE-NOW' look. Well before that happens, I am just going to carry my bags in. I walked in with my luggage and went upstairs to check the rooms.

"Samantha, as soon as you are done settling in, come down and let us have a good Mother to Daughter chat, okay?"

"Okay momma, give me some minutes".

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