The Move

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My name is Kiari James and I'm 17 year's old and I'm moving from Chicago to L.A. My mom got a Job offer at UCLA to be the new principal. She was so happy after Years of being a professor at CSU. Her name is Sunny and she 36. My dad Died when I was 6 from Lung cancer, he smoked mostly all his life and it caught up with him. Me and My mom were heartbroken when he passed but we eventually coped and got over it. As you can tell we desperately are in need of change. I was a little hurt that I'll have to make all new friends and leave my family behind, I mean it's my last year of high school. And I'm leaving. UCLA are flying me and my mom out to L.A  and today's the day. 

       
Ready? My mom ask she peaks her head in my room. " As I'll ever be" I respond with a slight frown on my face. I look around my empty room one last time. Cheer up she says reading the expression on my face. I'm happy for you mom I'll just miss this place I state with a Slight smile on my face trying to stay positive. C'mon we don't want to miss our flight she says. I pop both my headphones in and "See you again" by Charlie Puth starts playing. How coincidental I think to myself. We get in to the car and drive to the airport. We go through all the checkpoints and get on the plane. All passengers buckle your seatbelts and prepare for takeoff the pilot says. Here we go. 

A/N : Sorry it's so short.😥

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