an answer. Then I hesitate again.
That pretty much sums it up for me. Since a very young age, I've been hauled from country to country for my mom's work. I've ventured across France, Italy, Spain, and England, just to name a few. Although I was too young to understand, I had always been viewed as the outsider, something that became painfully clear as I got older. I begged my mom to stay in one place, and she would look at my sadly, and shake her head telling me it was beyond her control. I was confused…
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