HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!

Chp 1

"I'm both happy and sad at the same time,
And I'm still trying to figure out how that could be."
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"hey mom.... Ya the flight just landed.... I will find my way to the apartment... Ya I am going to be alright... Don't worry mom.... You take care of yourself too.... Yes, I will call you if I need anything.... Bye... Goodnight"

That is exactly how my first conversation in United Arab Emirates sounded like.

My mom worries too much about me. It's overwhelming at times.

I exit the airport, walk towards a taxi and fill in my destination details in the GPS.

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I stand in front of my apartment door an hour later, unlocking the handle.

I step in and look at the apartment in awe.
My parents made sure it was fully furnished, huh? They also gave me money for buying the groceries and other necessities because it'll take me a little while to get a job.

I lay my luggage bags on my bed and start to unpack it.
I only brought 2 luggage bags that consisted my clothes and a laptop.

I actually didn't have to bring any other thing because the apartment was fully furnished and had everything that I needed so I just stuck with bringing clothes.

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I finish unpacking an hour later and am now locking my apartment door to go to the grocery store.
The streets are all so new and strange for me, well obviously it is, I've never been to this place ever before. Duh!

Never the less I made a self note to take off time for exploring this beautiful place.
But well taking off time won't be too hard for me considering I never have plans with friends and am always alone to do whatever I want.

Because apparently, to have plans with friends, you actually need to have friends. Which I don't so yeah whatever.

I find my way with the help of GPS and shop for everything that I need for now.
I am thankful that the store is walking distance from my apartment because I certainly do not have the money to afford a car at the moment.

My parents did offer to buy me one but I declined.

There is no doubt that my parents are rich.
But that's the thing.
They are rich, I am not.

They buy me necessities and that's all that I want to ask from them.

I get a text from dad that says, 'All the best for school, make us proud. If you need anything, I'm just one call away.'

I text back, 'Will try my best dad. Will let you know if I need anything. Thank you.'

That reminds me...
I have school tomorrow and I'm joining 2 weeks after the opening day, so that makes it 10 times worse.
My first day of school here. Shite!

Let's just hope for the best.
Let's see what this city holds for me.

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What do you think would happen when Kelly starts school?

Do you think she will like it there or would wish that she was in Florida?

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