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I was crying, drenched in tears.I didn’t know what to do. Everything was ruined, everything just fell apart. For once I actually thought my life was gonna get better, but now this. I’m gonna lose my dad. What’s next, my mom?
It was September and that meant school was right around the corner for me. I have lived a very stressful and dysfunctional life for the past months with all the moving and problems going on in my life. My parents got divorced before school ended so that meant I had to move away with my mom, but what I didn’t know was that I had to move not just from house but from state. Georgia was a nice, calm and safe place to be, but moving 2,500 miles had to be a joke. California always seemed like a super fun place to live in but
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I was scared, worried that everything would go wrong. But I had to have faith, hope, and maybe then everything would turn out ok. We left early because I didn’t know where any of my classes were and I didn’t want to be late. The high school I was going to is called Oak Park high school, it looked good and my mom wanted good. I didn’t really care as long as I got new friends and my mom was happy. My mom dropped me off in the front of the school so I at least looked like a normal kind,but really i wasn’t. I got in the everyone,everyone was staring at me like there was nobody else to stare at except for me. It was embarrassing, very. But I had to deal with it, and it was only the first …show more content…
The ground was shaking really bad this time, it was horrendous. After a couple seconds I grabbed the only bike that was left and used it to try to reach my mom's building. While I was riding the bike all I saw were people screaming and in tears. There were so many thoughts in my head throughout this moment, but I kept going no matter what I saw. When I got there it was gone………. there was nothing , and I mean nothing left. Everything was gone, all the buildings in that area had fallen and everything around it was gone. I stood there for seconds, minutes. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know where to go, I thought to myself “ I lost all I had, my mom, she’s gone,forever”. After standing there I told myself I had to do something, look for her, find her. I got up as close as I could to the building so that I could start looking when I heard a noise. It was the ambulance. “ Help, Help” I screamed hoping that someone would come and help me. But instead I got told to go home. Go home to

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