Not Much Of A Happy Ending

Not Much Of A Happy Ending

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Having a dad that's in the military can effect the way you can make friends, or how long you keep them. Most of the time you can't stay friends with the people that you have bonded with. But you should already have saw it coming. The movers coming, not being able to get into relationships, and most likely getting used to not having much feeling when you leave that state. Nicole got the news from her father that they'd move to another state and it'll be the last one. Forever. She became so excited about the fact that this will maybe be the last move of her life. Well other then college but still. Finally her family is stable in a nice house on base. At least they're near people that experienced what she has gone through. But there's a Crack in a sidewalk. "Hey. Aren't you the new family that just moved in?" Said the boy that lives four houses away...
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I had everything. Well I could have everything. Until my parents passed away and I got sent to live with my father's longest pal, 68 miles away from where I lived. A tragedy. I was handed off like an object unable to say anything as the authorities packed my bag and shoved me into one of daddies' nice cars. I took everything with me. All of mum's things, her clothes her jewellery. It was all I had to remember her by, after all, there was a lot of it. I took all of dad's things too. The rest was put into storage in one of the townhouses we owned, one I had picked out a mere month ago. The house was sold and I jetted off for a not so luxurious life with my new guardians or whatever the court had said. follow Addie through her adaptation into a life dramatically less glamorous than her usual gig, a story full of love, laughter and a warm atmosphere.

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