The Beginning

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My name is Laura, I am 15 years old. I have been in America for 5 years living with my grandma. I am making my way back to my home town Pskov, Russia.

"Name?" The conductor said.

"Laura Timofeeva," I said with a shaky voice.

"Go ahead, get on."

When I got on the train there we no seats open. Looking everywhere for a seat, the of the sudden the train jolt forward and I fall right into a boy lap.

"OMG, I am so sorry, I..I ..don't... Mean..to do that," I said as fast as I could picking up all my things.

"Are you OK, do you need help with this?" The boy starts to help pick of my things for me.

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What's going to happen? You have to read to see what happens! Please do this is my first book, I really hope you like it so far.

Leslie

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