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"She's a dreamer, a doer, a thinker. She sees possibility everywhere."
P.O.V Rose Elizabeth
"It's time to go, Rose." My uncle said when I looked at the house where I leaved the last ten years. It makes me wonder when will I see this house again. Now I'm leaving Long Island to start a new life.
It's supposed to be the time of my life, I'm going to Juilliard and I can't mess up this opportunity. I've been dreaming with this day for ten years and now it has finally came. And although I'm worried to face Harry, I will focus on ballet and work extremely hard. I won't accept any distractions.
"Uncle, are you sure we can't wait two more days?" I asked him again. I've been asking him that for hours. It's just that Patricia arrives in two days and Liam's in a football game.
Happened that uncle told me we were leaving just this morning and I wasn't even ready. Apparently, he talked with Harry last night and made the decision to leave today, meaning Liam had no time to say goodbye to me and Patty is still in Paris. I just feel so bad about leaving without saying goodbye to my best friends.
Uncle sighed and placed an arm around my shoulders, guiding me to the car where to all my bags were already been taken.
"I know you want to see your friends before leaving, but I'm sure you'll visit us soon or they'll visit you." Uncle tried to comfort me, but it wasn't really working. I wanted to see them badly. God knows when will be the next time I see them.
I nodded and followed uncle into the backseats of the black car. A man dressed in a suit I haven't seen before opened the door to me and my uncle and I smiled at him. Gratitude is one of the most important things in the world and we all should value it.
When I was sat in the black leather comfy seats, I let out a sigh and closed my eyes, trying not to cry. It's now. My life begins now and I don't know if I'm ready to face the real world once again. I suffered for 8 years when I was a kid and leaved ten years with care which I never imagined I could ever receive.
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