• I stepped out of my car, as soon as I turned around
    the school bus passed, papers flying in my direction. Infantile, as always, the seniors "initiate" the juniors by totally embarissing them. To me, it happens every day. I'm used to it by now I refuse to fall apart like I used to,I would cry evry night, not anymore I do not give a crap what they do. Now though, I was going to cry, tears of happiness, the year of the worst embarassment is over! 'Yes!" I said to myself as I entered my house. Well, it was not a house, almost a mansion it was gigantic! Father's salary was far to high and it was going to his head. I only wish my mother was here to see this, from the stories Father tells me, she would stay at home all day, just to oggle at it's
    magnificance, she was kind though, he would say every time he ended a story. I just do not belive shes gone, shes alive, I can feel it. When I finnally got to my room, Fluffy, my pet owl, had eaten the whole box of oreos. He looked full. Just then, I had a snap decision, I decided to go visit our old mansion-like house in the forest on the other side of the Pochono mountains.
    I was going to see if Mother was there, we still owned that house, but we never went there. So I am to leave Father a note.




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