Canada. Anywhere but Canada. The place where it's constantly cold, and rainy and gross. It's so different from Pennsylvania. Not to mention I own more shorts and tanks than I do long sleeved shit. "Erika! Come on there's still boxes!" My dad called. As if I wanted to move with my dad to Canada. My parents just had to...
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My life fell apart, right in front of my eyes. And there was nothing I could do about it.
