Introduction

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I was sitting on the bed when there was a knock on my room's door. It was Aunt Meredith. "Breakfast is ready,Natalia,"she called. "Ok",I replied. I went towards the door, not before I caught my reflection in the mirror. Black ebony hair framed my face. My complexion was natural caramel. My lips were pink and tinged with orange because of the candy I just ate. My eyes were a shade of gray. Stormy grey. Many people complimented my eyes. I went down stairs. There was Aunt Meredith cooking dinner. After Uncle Reynolds death at the border, she lived alone. I started to live with her after my parents died in a car accident. I grew up in New York and Aunt Meredith lived in Paris, so here I was sitting in city of love, doing nothing but staring. "Natalia", Aunt called again. I sighed and walked towards the table. Aunt Meredith had made some toast and some tea. "Natalia, it's been a week since you are here. You need to get yourself together, Natalia. I know you are still raw on emotions right now. But still..." l looked at her. She continued,"Natalia,I have enrolled your name in a nearby high school. I don't want any tantrums,"she said, seeing my rebellious face,"you will go there without any argument. Your school starts tommorrow." Later, when I went to my room, I slammed my door closed my door louder than I usually do.

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