Japan

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"Why   is   it   me,"   I   said   "   that   has   to   go   through   everything   bad?"
I was on my way to my new home, that is if I can call it 'home'. Everything is so different in Tokyo the signs on the streets, buildings everything! I wish they lived in New York  I thought to myself. But on the other   hand,   I   wouldn't   want   to   see   my   other   parents.   Not   with   that   look   of   sadness.
"We're   almost   there   miss."   The   driver   my   parents   sent   to   take   me   there   (home)   said.
"Okay."   I   reply   thinking   of   what   to   say   next.
"Um,sir?"   I   said   being   scared   to   ask.
"Yes,miss?"   He   reply   sounding   a   bit   distracted.
"How   are   they,my   real   parents?"   I   ask,worried.   He   laugh   and smile at me.
"Uh,did   I   say   something   funny   sir?"   I   said.
"Oh no miss," He kept on laughing before saying something else "you see,your parents are always teasing each   other   when   they   are   at   home   or   sometimes   play."   he   reply.
"Oh.."   Is   all   I   could   say   feeling   weird.
"Well it's mostly your dad who starts." he still kept on chuckling. For the rest of the ride there I kept thinking   how   it's   going   to   be   like   without   my   other   life   in   New   York.
"We   are   here,"   the   driver   said   "welcome,   to   your   new   home."

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