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Red Snow

Hündin

Fuck this. I can’t believe this is happening.

My parents are fucking shit. I have to move from fucking Germany to America! My English is shit too. I speak, like, half of what I’m supposed to know.

I have to go live with my sister and her family because I apparently ‘I’m not doing well’ where I am.

Maybe that’s because we live in almost the shittiest part of Munich. My sister somehow got a scholarship to an American school and is now apparently very successful.

That’s fucking wonderful for her, but I don’t give a shit. She can stay in America and I’ll stay in Germany.

“We will be landing in about fifteen minutes, please fasten you’re seatbelts” I waited for the translation into German as I understood ‘landing’ and ‘please’ out of that.

“Wir landen in einer Viertelstunde, befestigen Sie bitte Sie Sicherheitsgurte“ Oh, Ok. Understood.

I clicked my seatbelt and looked out the window. I had no idea where we were landing. All I knew was that my sister was waiting for me and would take me to their home.
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Das ist drei an einem Tag, liebt meine. Kommentieren?
(This is three in one day, my loves. Comment?)

XO