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-- Journal --
Guilt and doubt
By Samantha Perez
My family is together again in another location:
We’re living on the lot that used to belong to our friend’s grandmother. There’s a house here, but it’s unlivable. Windows are broken and tiles are off of the walls. There is mold and rooms that are unfinished. The three of us are living in the camper, and it’s tight and mom becomes frustrated easily. I don’t have internet, and I miss talking to my best friend, but when night comes around and I can sleep.
I think that it might be better here.
School is better here at least, and I’m happier in this place than I ever was at LSMSA. Here, I have some friends from my old school, and even though I was never really close with any of them, it’s comforting looking around and seeing something familiar. Besides faces, nothing is familiar these days: not the uniform I have to wear, not the scent of the hallways, not even my own bed. It’s all foreign, but that’s okay because I can get through this. The eye of the hurricane passed over my home, but I’m still here. I’m not going anywhere.
I only have four classes a semester, but they’re an hour
and a half each. I’m in Calculus now, with two of my friends from Hannan.
I’m in Physics too, but I understand what we’re doing now. I’m learning
the basics I hadn’t been taught at LSMSA. I’m taking Journalism now, and
I’m still in American History. My classes aren’t hard yet, but I’ve only
been here a few days. I hope this works out and that my parents can be okay
here. I feel so guilty because I know that I’m the reason we’re here. I just
hope this move is worth it in the end.
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