CHAPTER 1 : the move

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I stood on the edge of the school curb. May i mention i was also in the pouring rain. And when i say pouring i mean gallons of water per minute. So there stood soaking wet waiting for him again. He was always late. And why was it raining. It never rains here. And he today at least should be early . To day was the big move. It was like it was on purpose. I finally made friends and we move across the us. But he said we were going to live with my grandmother because we couldn't live were my mom was murdered. Everything in the town reminded us of her. BUT THAT DOESNT MEAN WE HAVE TO MOVE ACROSS THE US . EVER HEARD OF MOVING TO A DIFFERENT CITY NOT STATE.!!! God my dads a jack but . Threw the foggy blinding rain i saw my dads car pull up. He opened the door and i ran in the dry car .

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