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I got nyumbani from school at roughly 3 p.m. because Linphea preparatory school is k-12 is just down the mitaani, mtaa from 20 room mansion although I get picked up in a pink limo everyday with my two older brothers Brandon who is a sophomore and a mwaka older than me and Aaron who is a junior and two years older than me. As the three of us stepped inside we saw people packing up our stuff. I asked my mom “why are there people packing up our items?” she replied that we are moving to Magix because the multitrillion dollar company my dad worked for opened a new headquarters and wanted him to be the CEO for that sight and it would pay 600 billion a year. My brothers and I were completely happy for my dad; but completely shocked. Aaron asked when we would be moving my dad alisema Wednesday and tomorrow would be our last siku at Linphea preparatory, I was quite angry and upset so I stormed up to my room and slammed the door before bawling on my kitanda lying on my stomach. I heard footsteps and just assumed it was the movers until I heard my brothers ask if they could come in and I alisema go away but they came in any way. Aaron shut the door behind them and then the two walked over to my kitanda each sitting on one side of me. Brandon asked what was wrong. I replied with trouble breathing because I was still crying so hard I (sobs) don’t (sobs) want to (sobs) move. Aaron alisema baby sis what is it that scares wewe most about moving. I sat up and looked at my brother with my puffy zumaridi, zamaradi eyes and alisema I have grown up here most of life and don’t want to be the new girl again, since it was bad enough moving across the realm to escape my crazy twin Savannah. Aaron let me rest my head on his shoulder as I continued to cry and Brandon put his hand on my shoulder before replying wewe will easily make new Marafiki and everyone will upendo wewe little sis. I told him no they won’t I will be the new girl and just another person to make fun of. Both of my brothers looked at each other; because they both knew how hard it was for me before when I was the new girl in 4th grade luckily kids weren’t as mean back then. I lacked self-confidence when I was not in my comfortable surroundings; but my parents didn’t know this because I was the most maarufu girl at school. Although I was mega popular, I never felt like I belonged in this town and people only liked me and was my friend because I have been on the varsity cheer team since six grade and my dad was a multi-billionaire. I never did questioned why people were my Marafiki because I felt like I finally had best friends; but turns out they were only Marafiki ready to stab wewe in the back at any moment. My brothers continued to try to comfort me; but no luck they just sat there holding me in their arms while I cried and eventually fell asleep before Brandon went downstairs to get us food. I slept like a baby in my brothers arms; even though, I had a twin they always treated me like I was their only sister after the incident that caused us to songesha the first and Savannah was sent away. So as the night continued on so did my crying and my brothers watching me like a hawk.
