I walk all the way to the airport. I gave the lady my ticket but first i took the sticky note that had a number on the back. she smiled and let me on the plane. I had a window seat and there were two seats open. the people who had the seats saw me and asked to move. So i was by myself....as usual. The ride seemed short, mostly because I slept through most of the flight. After I got off the plan I grabbed my bag and throw up on a bush. I walk towards the nearest payphone. Taking the sticky note from my pocket and dialing the number. The phone had a smooth jazz ringtone. "Hello?" a lady's voice said. I answered, "hi, this is kathrine's daughter. i-" she cut me off! "ooh!!" she yelled," where are you?" she asked. "I'm at California airport. I don't have a place to stay so I was wonder-" she cut me off again. "non-sense, you will stay with us." us? " James! go get uh...what did you say you name is?" She asked. "Krissy" and then I hung up.
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De TodoI am alone but nobody notices. A fake smile that has been plastered on. But people seem to by it. I live in a small two bedroom trailer. My mom has the small bed room and my three sisters have the large bedroom. and I have the couch. It was eight at...
