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'Ello,ello,oh,oh. Ello,ello,oh,oh,ooh.Its a bright new day, yeah this is me' I LOVE that song.
Oh sorry, where are my manners? Hey, I'm Ciara DeLeon. I'm 15 and I live in Havana, Cuba. Exotic,right? My mom died when I was 10 because of Leukemia. I live with my dad and helpers. My dad travels a lot so I dont get to see him that much.We also move a lot, last time we were in Lisbon, Portugal so I dont go to school. Instead, I have a private tutor. The only friend I've had since mom died is Maya, the housekeeper. She's taken care of me since I was a baby- those days she was the nanny. Life for me is okay besides the fact that dad is always busy sorting out his buisiness. I wish I had friends.
Maya-Cee darling, would you like some coffee?
Ciara-Yeah Maya, thanks.
Maya- Okay, you get ready and I'll bring it up to your room!
I love talking to her, we are SO CLOSE!
*Ring Ring*
Maya- I think that maybe your father.
Ciara-What does he want now?
Miya- Ciaraaa!
Ciara- Okay, okay! *picking up phone* Hey dad!
Dad-Hey sweetheart! Could I speak to Maya please?
Ciara- Umm, sure.*hands phone to Maya*
Maya-Hello sir.
Dad-Hello Maya!
Maya- Yes, why? When? How? With WHO? Why? You HAVE to stop this Esteban. No you can't. I know it's buisiness but- I know, I know but she's your daughter. Ok fine. I will tell her, but you have to stop this madness. Ok sir. Bye
Ciara- We're moving again, aren't we?
Maya- I'm afraid to say we are my girl. We need to start packing now.
I was frozen, cup of coffee in hand, sitting on one of the kitchen barstools.
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Tears streamed down my face, I was unable to stop them. I put my mug down onto the floor and then jumped onto my favorite chair- my comfort chair. Maya tried to calm me down, but failed.She ended up packing up everything by herself and making sure that everything would be ready for the move- bubble-wrapping and boxing various items. Most things hadn't even been unpacked from the last move two months ago.
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I cried, and cried, and cried. I cried myself to sleep. My last words before I dropped off were, 'No, not again'.
Dad- Cee!*shaking me* Wake up, we need to go!
At some pointduring the night, either Maya or Dad had lifted me of the chair, and put me onto the airbed, covering me with a warm duvet. I looked up, the chair was gone, and so was our stuff. Overnight-Overseas Furniture Delivery.
Ciara-Am I in heaven or hell? Must be heaven cos the ceilings bright or maybe it's the sky.
Dad-Ciara!Wake up! Our plane! We'll be late!
Ciara-Oh great, it's hell.
Dad-*sighing* now,now I know you're mad at me, but please try to understand? I don't like this anymore than you do.
Ciara- Yahh you donnn't *voice dripping with sarcasm* You're doing this cos you love me.*rolling my eyes*
Dad-Sarcasm won't solve anything right now. You know, I'll even find you a new and better tutor!
Ciara-Yeah cos THAT will solve anything.
Honestly, I don't even know why he tries. Aaaarghh, let me get this over with. It's not like I even have a reason to live anymore!
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Ciara's Paradiso
Teen FictionCiara's been dragged around the world with her father so much that she has never gotten to settle down in one place since her mother died of leukemia. Her only friend is Miya her au pair. In Vienna, she starts to settle down for the first time in he...
