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Hi I'm Destiny Parento and I'm 16. It's 2009 and we are moving from Massachusetts to Mullingar, Ireland.

"Come on sweetie pack your stuff we have to be out of here soon for our flight!" My mother calls. "Ok coming" I call back. I trampled downstairs my brunette hair flopping on my shoulders. I was going to miss my friends but I know I'll make new friends. I walked outside and my friend Shakira was out there. 

"I'm going to miss you Dez" she said almost crying. "Yeah I'm gonna miss you to Shakira" I said hugging her.

I put my stuff in the back of the car and hopped into the back. I waved to all of my friends as the car drove away.
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