I didn't want to leave my family, I didn't want to leave my love Roberto, I especially didn't want to leave my best friend Christa, who was there for me when no one else would even bother to talk to me. I lived a fantastic life in Canada, but it was, it was my time to leave and go down my own road, make my own decisions, and finally find out who I was meant to be. Today was the day, the day I would leave. On my own, on my skateboard. Sounds silly, but for me, it has always been my favorite way of transportation. There I was on the corner of Fitzgerald Avenue, nothing else but a backpack filled with my necessities and my skateboard, I set it on the ground, ready to ride away to freedom. Suddenly I heard running in the distance, before I could look over I knew it was only one person, Christa. My eyes filled with tears, heart racing, I didn't want to see her again only because I couldn't change my mind to stay in Canada. She and Roberto were the reasons I hesitated to
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