Prologue.

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"Katie!" My mom called my from downstairs.

"I'm coming mom!" I yelled so she could hear me, as I finished packing my stuff.

"You ready?" Mom asked. I nodded.

We went out to the car that should take us to the airport. When I got into the car I took one last look at our house.

I was leaving London. My home. After my father died, we had nothing to do there.

That place was my happiness. My everything. But after everything happened, I didn't want to be there any more. That place then held a lot of bad memories, unbearable memories. Of course I would miss my friends, but I needed a new start. New life. We were going to the rest of our family in Miami, Florida. Better than staying alone in a far country.

All I hoped for was a calm peaceful life.

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After we got on the plane I plugged my earphones in and drifted to sleep. Waiting for hours to pass.

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