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Christina point of view
bending my head i looked sternly into my mothers brown eyes. she was stubborn and she knew it ,but yet at the same time i got that trait from her. she wanted to move us to a weird town in Virginia, knowing how much Georgia meant to me, all my friends lived her , and if we move i would be forgotten and also my memories.
"mom why do we have to move after living her for 16 years, this- i said waving my hand at my surroundings- is my home."
" there are just to many memories of your father in this house that i just want to forget, moving would give us the chance of starting over with more ahead instead of ugly memories by living here." she said tilting her head a little so she could look deeply into my green eyes.
" better for me or yourself,i had more good memories than bad in this house and your just going to take it away" i said getting angrier by the second.
im not going to argue with you christian, but i love you and that's why im doing this , its for the best and that's that" she said turning and heading for her room door before i could even utter another word.
i felt like throwing something but knew it would cost me getting a good couple licks in the head from her.
" i think ill just go and drown myself in the pool" i yelled hoping it would cause to leave her room so i could finish pleading for us to stay. no luck whatsoever
looking at my house,and child hood memories for the last time reall got me up rooted. i was freaking pissed.like why in the world is she doing this to me now,why take away all my freinds,teachers,and hangouts.
"mom can we move back", i said in a moppie tone
"christina i dont want to hear antother word from you the whole drive until we get there.
"arrr" i hissed before kicking the back of her chair, whiched caused her to swerve, stop the car and beat the shit out of me.
" dont. you . ever. do.that. again." she said pausing just to smack me in the head after every word. finally stoping and giving me one last killer look.
"this is going be a long ride", i thought to myself
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Text: bookrix
Images: SANDRA OFOSUHEMAA
Editing: sandra ofosuhemaa
Translation: GOOGLE TRANSLATOR
Publication Date: 08-08-2012
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Dedication:
i dedicate this book to my best friends who ive known since 6 grade honor brumaire,Clarissa vickers,moena battle,Victoria chaveria and a guy i cant keep of my mind even though i hate him {Anthony}
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