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Mit leichten federnden schritten mache ich mich auf dem weg zum Fluss.
Vorsichtig, um die Fische nicht zu verscheuchen setzte ich einen Fuß in das seichte Wasser des Flusses der ein paar hundert Meter weiter ins Meer mündet.
Mit langsamen Bewegungen schiebe ich das Schilf das hier zu Massen am Ufer wächst beiseite.
Meinen Blick staar aufs Wasser gerichtet, watte ich einige Schritte im angenehmen kühlen Wasser fort, wohl bedacht darauf mein Kleidchen das knapp über den Knien endet nicht nass zu machen. Ich hebe meinen Kopf um meine Augen über das vom Sonnenaufgang rosa-rot gefärbte Wasser schweifen zu lassen.
Sofort sticht mir das kleine knall grüne Ruderboot ins Auge, dass knapp zehn Meter entfernt von mir da hin schaukelt.
Entschlossen ziehe ich mein Kleid hoch und watte langsam in die Richtung des Bootes.
Neugierig werfe Blick hinein und werde sogleich von zwei smaragdgrünen Augen neugierig beäugt.
Ein Baby.
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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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