I quickly run home, my heart beating with anticipation. Questions run through my head. I have no idea what she's going to say. Is it good? Is it bad? Oh god what is it? I run faster and faster. I can feel my heart pounding in my head.
             I swing open the green front door with the gorgeous wreath my mom made three years ago that I've gone through for so many years and run into the kitchen. I see my parents sitting at the kitchen table, my dad already munching down on his mashed potatoes. He sure does love food, lucky him he doesn't gain a pound from it. My mom greats me and gives me a hug. The smell of her perfume always seems to comfort me. "Sit down hunnie" she says in that sweet voice of hers. "Daddy and I have something important to tell you". I sit there looking up at her big green eyes waiting in eagerness to hear what she has to say. She opens her mouth and out comes the most shocking sentence I've ever heard, "Your father and I have been talking and we want to move to Poland for a year". My jaw drops. I stare at her; looking in awe. Is she serious? Thi
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