Mate? Fate? I DON'T THINK SO!!
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Going to visit my dad is usually the same old same old. I visit for a week or two and then I'm off again going to go live with my mom. My dad and I always do the same thing when I come to visit, which is squeeze as much fun as we possibly can into the small amount of time we have together, before I have to leave again. But as I pack my bag I know this visit is going to be a little different than all the others. I don't know, I'm pretty sure it has something to with my eighteenth birthday coming up. Or the weird dreams I've been having? It could also be that longing feeling that seems to be growing in the pit of my stomach. Well ... whatever it is, it can't possible be life changing ... can it?
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