"Move?" I ask as I stare at mother.
"You're father got a contract for Ledgewood, we're only about an hour away from here." Mom said in a blank stare.
"I can't move! No, please. I love it here." I reply.
I can't move.
Not after what Colton had said.
Moving is a weak move.
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Please don't love me
PoetryJulia is afraid to be judged. The fear of the pain she would feel comes to overtake her mind. She has become distant to her peers and family. College is her main goal, she never looks back. Even after leaving Ronan.
