Description
Moving is never easy. Even more so when it involves leaving a town that one had spent the first 16 years of their life in. I moved to Florida to begin with to have a relationship with my father. The longer I was away though, the worse I felt. It got a bit easier with time, but, in the year I loved in Florida, the emptiness never filled. My day to day turned into me wishing I could go back. It was hard not having my friends around. Even more so without my mom and brother, Dustin. I couldn't take it any longer and had decided I wanted to go back. After some convincing, I got the okay to move. I'd be there for my Senior year of high school and hopefully for much after. I couldn't wait, I had part of summer right before school. The possibilities are endless, who knows what could happen.
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