Prologue

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Crystal ∆∆∆

                        •Crystal•

I miss the feeling of my toes in the sand as the cool waves gently tug at me.

I miss how the morning sun peaks above the water, glistening over.

I miss the bonfires at the beach every night with my friends and family.

I miss home.

My mom and I have been on our own since my dad died 3 years ago.

She immediately moved us away from our home to try and start a new life.

She loved him.

It pained me to see her like that so I agreed to travel with her.

I didn't think much of it until it came to schooling me.

I switch schools every 6 months and I've had to say goodbye to many friends.

I've gotten used to it so I dont socialize much anymore.
  
I pretty much do the same thing everyday but that changed on one day.

I came home from school one day to find my mom at the kitchen counter staring with a blank expression at the wall.

She turned to me and said,"I'm ready", and I knew exactly what she meant.

We're going home.














Sorry its short but I've got some writers block and its killing me:(

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