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My Story – Where I Come From (Continued)

12 Mar 2012 / 0 Comments / in Blog, Life Story

I remember so vividly, sitting on the plane, going towards everything I’d ever wanted. What was so odd is I felt sad. My mom, sitting next to me, asked why. I told her I was sad because even though it hadn’t started yet, I just didn’t want it to end. She smiled and told me to enjoy the ride for as long as it takes us.

When we got to the hotel (at 3 in the morning) it was the most beautiful place I’d ever seen! Partly because it was an escape from the drabness of my life at home, but mostly because the building was incredible! The elevators zipped from floor to floor on the outside, and the whole building seemed to be made of glass. I was so excited, I couldn’t wait for all my new friends to come and start the competition. But it turned out the competition was not nearly as easy as it seemed….

(To Be Continued)

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