The moment the bus finally came to a stop, my heart started beating faster than usual. I tightened my grip on the handle of my suitcase and looked out the window at the tall buildings surrounding me. New York City.I was really here.For a few seconds, I just sat there, staring. Cars were honking, people were rushing past each other on the sidewalk, and everything felt loud, fast, and unfamiliar. It was nothing like home. Back there, life was slower, quieter, predictable. Here, it felt like the world was moving at full speed, and I wasn’t sure if I could keep up.“Miss, we’re at the last stop,” the driver said, glancing at me through the mirror.“Oh,sorry,” I replied quickly, snapping back to reality.I stood up, adjusted the strap of my bag on my shoulder, and carefully stepped down from the bus. The cool air hit my face immediately, and I took a deep breath, trying to calm the nervous feeling in my chest.This was it.A new city.A new life.A new beginning.I reminded myself why I
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