Dear Diary,
let me introduce myself. My name is Allison, I am 17 years old, I live in LA, my friends are Gabriela, Christina and Tate and I am going to tell you my story about the boy I met in the park. Grab some tee and maybe a cookie and I hope yo...
Today is the day you go to your new family. Yesterday you were brought home by the police to pack your things and you can already get a little processed on this day. Your alarm clock rings and you wake up slowly. Once you are awake, change your clothes, poets your teeth, do your hair and do your makeup.
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You still quickly check whether you have all the stuff you need. When you have done that the doorbell rings. What a timing. You pack your things and go downstairs. Before you open the door, take a look around. What are you going to miss this house. You open the door and walk to the police car. Your things go into the trunk and you get into the car. One last look at your old house. Where you have lived since birth. It is a half hour drive to the new family and before you know it you are there. At that moment when you get out of the car you see ...
