Most days in early June are normal for me. I wake up around 7:30, go to school, come home, have dinner. But after dinner wasn't so normal. My parents led me into the living room and told me that I was going to move, for a year, to a country across the Atlantic Ocean, to my surprise. England. At first I felt like they were lying, but then I looked at my parent's faces. They were serious about it. I cried for joy. I fired them tons of questions about it when I had calmed myself down. Then I went up to my room and thought about how I would miss all of my friends for a whole year. That news was probably the biggest news I had ever heard in my life.
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