I didn't feel like moving boxes into my new house. I feel like I'm getting anxiety from moving. you know? new school, new neighbours, new friends. I'm Hannah by the way just in case you wanted to know. "Hannah come downstairs and help carry boxes up to your room." my mom yelled from downstairs. I sighed. I got up and went downstairs. Carrying boxes was boring. As I was walking out the door to get the last box I bumped into someone. It wasn't my brother or my mom. I look up to see a boy around my age. he had curly brown hair and beautiful green eyes. "I-I'm sorry" he was so breathtaking. he smiled. "it's ok haha. I'm Paul your neighbour." "hi Paul I'm Hannah." I smiled a little.
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