Blunts & Planes -

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    "Mom what the fuck, are you serious?" I yelled to the top of my lungs. I was so mad. "How can we be moving? I barely know anyone here now!" I can't make new friends, I just couldn't.

     My name was Renee. I was 17 years old & "5'3". With dark brown straight hair that went down to the middle of my backliving life as it should be, but that all changed when  My so called "Mom" got a new job in LA. I don't know why she just couldn't get a Job where we lived. I was so mad that all I could do is go get a blunt from my room. Yeah my parents knew I smoked but they just didn't wanna see me doing it.

      I lit the blunt up and it just calmed me down, it's exactly what I needed at this moment. "Ding!" I looked down at my iPhone 5C and saw it was my boyfriend. I didn't know how I was going to tell him that I'll never see him again. I just put the phone down and finished smoking my blunt but I then got interrupted by a loud knock on my room door.

       "Who the fuck?" I whispered to myself. My mom busted in my room and I still had the blunt in my hand. "Are you fucking serious Renee? Are you really fucking serious right now? You have the whole house smelling like that shit. Give it to me, right now." My mom said. I looked at her like she just discovered fire. "No!" I said. "Did you just tell me no?" She said. "Yes, isn't that what you heard?" I said. "Give me the fucking blunt!" She yelled. I was so mad, that I just threw it at her. "Get the fuck outta my room ma!" I said.

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I hadn't said anything to my mom since we left the house. Once I sat down on the plane the hot tears just started rolling down my cheeks to drip on my jeans. My mom looked at me. "What's wrong?" I looked at her and simply ignored her. I was just thinking of how I was going to tell my boyfriend. I got lost in my thoughts when I saw this boy get on the plane. He looked just like... No it couldn't have been. Was he ever gonna tell me? It was my boyfriend, Michael.

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