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I woke up the next morning, my cheeks stained with dried tears. My dress was wrinkled from the position I had been in, and I had red marks from the fabric crinkling on my legs. It took me a second to come to, and realize my room had been cleared out already, besides the bed that I layed on. Right then, my mother walked in.
"What's going on, Mom?" I asked. "Why did you take my stuff already?"
"I want to leave fast, Belle. Don't ask any more questions, just please get dressed and come down for breakfast. The workers will take your bed."
Before I could reply, my mom was out the door. She had left a nice dress on my bed. I got dressed, and went downstairs. As I ventured through to the kitchen, I noticed how almost everything had already been cleared out, probably into the moving truck outside. 

After I ate, my mom brought me out to the car, and handed me the keys.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"The GPS is already set to the new house. I want you to drive in front of the moving truck there, so they can start putting everything inside." Said my mom.  
I obeyed, and got in the car.

The drive was about an hour, and I arrived around noon. I gasped. It was so little, compared to my old house. It had no double doors, no pillars, and not even a third floor. Just two floors, a single garage, and a small driveway. How could my mother choose such a downsize?
I jumped, when I heard a voice coming from behind me.
"Beautiful, isn't it?"
I turned around, to see a boy, about my age. He was a good six feet tall.
"Yes. It is. Thank you." I replied, nervously. Nervous? Why was I nervous?
He almost choked out his words, as he mimicked  me, "Thank you? This house is yours?"
"Yes. I'm moving in with my mom."I couldn't comprehend why he was so surprised. The house was miniscule, a downsize, compared to my old one. Was this big in his eyes?
His response answered my question.
"I never though anyone would buy it. It's been on the market for months, and it's huge. Not to mention expensive. And only two people are moving in?"
"Yes, just me and my mom." I spotted the workers starting to take stuff in. "Well, I should go. Now that they're here, I have to go with my mom to get the rest of the stuff."
"Alright, see you later." He said, as he walked away, with a wave.
I got into the car, thoughts going through my head. Why had I been so nervous around him? I mean, he was just a boy. I frowned when I realized I hadn't gotten his name, and he hadn't gotten mine either. Maybe if I see him again.
I started to drive back to what used to be my home, thinking the whole time about the boy who I had gotten nervous about. 

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