Moving

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Bella

"Do you have everything you need?" My dad asked me as I plucked my little sister and little brother on my hip and nodded. He kissed my head as he called my twin brother over.
"Phillip! Let's go!"
"Coming dad!" He hollered back as I put my younger siblings into their carseats.
"Winter? Play nice please, Connor? Don't roll your truck on Wins' head please." I said in my motherly voice as my dad and Phillip got into the taxi. As I sat there I mindlessly traced my soulmate tattoo on my upper right thigh. It's a picture of Celtic hearts with an infinity sign in the middle.

 It's a picture of Celtic hearts with an infinity sign in the middle

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We're moving to America.

As I waved goodbye to my small little home in Sydney, Australia, a small tear ran down my face. I quickly wiped it away as Win started to cry. Win is the youngest in the family, she's only 1, then there's Connor, he's 5 and will be starting 1st grade at Midtown elementary when we get to our new home in New York. Then there's me and Phillip, Phil is 3 minutes older than me, and we will be starting 10th grade at Midtown high school. Dad has been transferred to New York for work, he still won't tell us what it is though, Dad has been hiding something big from us for years, maybe it's just about time to figure it out.
Summer vacation is coming to a close and our new life is starting right now. I wrote in my leather back journal as we stepped on the plane and headed to the land of failed attempts at a good life.

Did I forget to mention that Phillip and I used to live in America with our biological mother? No? Ok.

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