Someone asked me today if I was scared about moving. And I said
NO, because I am not scared. Unlike most teenage girls, I do not worry about
making friends. I do worry about leaving behind the ones I already have.
But tomorrow the movers come, and that is a little bit
frightening. Just a little. ALL of the things in my room - except for the
stuffage we packed in boxes and bags and suitcases to bring with us - are going
to be thrown pell-mell into even more boxes and I will not see them
until we unpack.
Not scared. Apprehensive.
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