He simply blew me away

He simply blew me away

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Cassie was just a normal teenager living with her dad and sister in Virginia. One day when she came home from school she walked in the door and her dad was standing there waiting for her. "Hey dad is everything okay?" "I need to tell you guys something, and don't worry it's a good thing!" he said, "get your sister and bring her to the living room right now." I did what he said and grabbed my sister, Lola, scared for what he is about to say even though he said it isn't bad. "Alright, this involves my job," he said. "AH DID YOU GET FIRED?" Yelled Lola. "Haha no no it's just my boss' decision though, we're moving!" This can't be.
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