I watched my Aunt pack my bag. She barley told me that I was going to stay there a whole year. " Do anda want to take this Ipod" she asked. I didn't say anything. " anda know this silence treament won't do anda any good" She said. "Ok grab your backpack and let's go" she whispered. I followed her to the car. We arrived at the airport and she hugged me and cried." Be good and listen. The sonner anda start to talk the sonner anda get to come home. I didn't want to come utama and pass sejak the empty lot that once held my home. "Bye. Cinta you. anda better leave the plane to Arizona is about to leave" she...
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