I Lost You

I Lost You

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Let's start off with this is about a dream I had and honestly it was super interesting so I'm trying my best to put it into words. Here it goes... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming home from the towns library and picking up the mail is an everyday thing for me while my mom and I finish up at our jobs. Today was different though as my mom had called the library to send me home early. You could only imagine my confusion at this since she doesn't get off work until later in the evening, and when I entered my home my confusion turned to worry at the sight of two men standing across from my mom with an envelope in her hand. "What happened mom?" I could hear the quiver in my voice and feel my hands become clammy. "Your grandmother is sick sweetie." My breath caught at her words. We're moving back home, "she needs us to take over and run the school while she recovers." My name is Riona Roslyn, and this is the story of how flying back home with my mom changed my life. Let's begin shall we?
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New town. New identity. Same crazy. I love it!!! (insert enthusiastic voice ) (cough, cough) Not!! I hate it. I hate having to to hide who I am. But to protect the civilians and my new home from being destroyed like my last ones, I have obey the leader's rule. No matter if I do disapprove. But all of that changes when I meet, more like bump into someone who's special. ... DOOR OPENS. "Naomi Satchel!" my mother yells as she comes blaring through the doors. "Yes?" I say as I still lie under the covers. My mother pulls my cover from my body and tosses it on the floor. I quickly sit up in my bed and glare at her. "Get your ass up now you have half an hour left before your first-period starts and you better not be late," she demands. "Mom, this isn't my school. This isn't my home. I don't want to go." I whine and beg my mother at the same time to let me stay home. What was I thinking? My mom has an image to uphold being this perfect mother who loves and cares about her little baby girl. We both know the truth. Until a few years ago, I never even knew she existed. She and my father both agreed to send me here because they couldn't stand the fact that I fell in love with a black boy. Although neither of them would ever admit, that's the only reason why I know of her. I don't want to attend a school where I'm going to have to forsake who I truly am just to fit into their liking. How can I explain that to my mom when she sees everything to be black and white.

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