Morning

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I woke up early that morning. Today, I was getting to see my best friend, Noah. We haven't seen each other in a week since his family went on a cruise to the Bahamas. I quickly got dressed and brushed my curly, brown hair. I looked at the old picture I had on my make up stand. It's a picture from the first day I was born...I felt a tear leave my eye as my Mom walked into my room. I quickly wiped it away. She slowly walked up behind me. Hun, Noah is here. she said. I nodded. I'll be down in a minute. I said looking at her through the mirror. She nodded and went back downstairs. I put on some jewelry and made my way downstairs. There my best friend stood. I went up to him and hugged him. You alright? he whispered into the hug. I'll explain later. I said with a tear rolling down my cheek. He pulled away and quickly wiped it away. I smiled and went and hugged my Mom. Have fun sweetie. she said. I will. I said smiling and heading out with Noah to his car.

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