Chapter 1

Narrator's pov:

Leaving the place you liked best was the worst idea ever, Dalia thought as she walked home from school.

Today was going to be her last day talking to her friends and also the last day she would see her family

Dalia's pov:

I arrived home to witness piles of boxes all over the place ,Mamita was there to supervise whiles they loaded the vehicles with our stuffs cause we're leaving at the first break of day(I think I don't really remember that sentence but just try to comply)

I went upstairs to pack the rest of my stuffs left whiles there, my Mamita called me down telling me that my dad was on the phone so I should come and talk to him

"Hey Dalia"

"Yeah, Dante"

I don't call him father because he doesn't play the role of one.

"Remember not to screw up tomorrow,or else you know your punishment'

"Yeah Dante"

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Monday, is it, I woke up to my alarm beeping, I hurriedly dressed and went to the yard to help them pick stuff into the truck.

The usual excitement in my eye was gone it was replaced with an unusual dullness and pain but I had to put it all aside to avoid getting worried glances from everybody

"I guess, this is the time to say my last goodbye and the last time to glance back at the time when I was a free bird",

I said as I whispered this into the ears of my friends

My tears threatened to spill, but I had to ishh it back or else my friends were going to give me a whole lecture on me crying and it ruining my pretty , you know that shit

We left as I stared out the window, I noticed a lot of people waving us.

I knew the worst was ahead of me.

Now I could sleep in peace