“Ro can you please come down we need to talk” I hear my mother yell from downstairs. I looked around my room that I’ve only been living in for eight months, I am from a military family, so we move around quite often. We’ve never stayed in a place long enough for my family and I to call it home. I wish I understood what it was like to grow up in a place and have friends that I’ve known longer than a few months, but instead I have many acquaintances that by the time I’m at the next city they don’t remember my name. I walk out of my room and head downstairs looking over all the boxes and empty walls on my way to the kitchen. My mom is standing in the kitchen with her long blonde hair pulled up into a messy bun, she’s filling out some sort of paperwork and drinking coffee. When I walk around the corner she looks up at me and gives me a sad smile. “Hey girly, how is packing going?” She says, while going back to doing her paperwork. “Oh, you know, just like every other time I’ve don
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