Story cover for Moving Forward by HannahBuehler99
Moving Forward
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Bersambung, Awal publikasi Nov 03, 2016
Hi. My name is Viora-Drayon Elizabeth Grace Gregorian. My friends just call me Violet or Vi for short which is my favorite color. I just turned 16 and my dad is having us move for his job. Again. We've never stayed in the same place for very long. Because of his job as a government employee, I'm not allowed to know what he does besides helping protect important people all over America. But he is hardly ever home. I sometimes see him in the mornings before school. Which reminds me, I am going to a brand new school as a Junior. And I have a Moto that I live by. My mom always used to say, "Never dwell on the past, because the only thing that should matter at the present is your future." That is before she died of cancer. I was nine and a half. So now my Moto is to move forward and don't look back. I just hope I can keep to it; I have never been to where we are going. It's somewhere that has high crime rates, dark alleys, and it's also near the ocean. I am moving to Seattle Washington.
(Sorry, I have published this on another account as well, but I prefer my accounts to stay separate. So I'm un-publishing the story on that one, and re-posting it here.)
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