seventeen

NEEDS TO END, before we lose someone else.

Prologue;

I stared around at the empty room, looking out of the window one last time to soak up the sand, the blue sky and the sparkling blue ocean.
I didn't want to leave, you never want to leave where you grew up, where you have so many memories and where your home is, but sometimes you have no choice. And I didn't. I had to leave. The memories were haunting. Almost too much to bear.
My dad was born in England, he had friends there. His closest friends had found us a house, but we'd only seen the pictures.
I'd be starting a new school, I'd have to make new friends and familiarize myself with the new surroundings.
I guess I was up for it, I just didn't know what was awaiting me in England.



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