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Everything will be tru or is it just a game?


                            

 I am 15 old and

 I am in a country that is not mine

 but is where i feel comfortable

 sometime i feel bad and maybe nobody noticed?

 or really if today a died there will be people who 

 really will miss me?.

 

My country is beautiful and I love it 

It  has some beautiful beaches, fields, rivers, places that you

 can fall in love, you dont need to uses a jacket is always hot 

 and it is the most normal thing go to the beach in December

 one of the thing I miss the most is waking up in the morning at 

 my grandmother's house and she would make me hot chocolate with bread

that was the best thing and I did not realize it until I left her

Life was more simple there, which is what I miss most 

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