Moving

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The summer of 2015 I lived in Germany. I only lived there for about 9 months in total, but long enough to have grown to love it. I was sad to leave my friends behind when I found out we were moving back to Utah, but also a little relieved. Living in another country is difficult. Anyway, when we got to Utah I was very happy to see all my family and old friends, but I wasn't excited to start a new school. I had moved so much that I was used to being "the new kid". And now I got an even better title. "The new kid from Germany." All I would ever get asked is "aren't you the one from Germany?". It got kinda annoying. But, aside from that, I was able to make some friends in the first couple weeks. I remember I first met Sarafina in PE. She came up to me and introduced herself and then just walked away. We became good friends shortly after. But this story isn't about her. It's about the other girl I met that day. She was the first person to come up to me to show me around. She helped me out basically every day from then on. When she first started talking to me, I thought she was a little weird, but cute and bubbly. Little did I know she was going to end up being very special to me...

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