Well, actually, I m sixteen. My parents are in India. I m going home just for the summer to catch up with my friends and life back home. When we moved, we kind of did it without much forewarning. It was just really hectic and there was never really a proper goodbye. So, I convinced my parents into letting me spend the summer in America. To which they surprisingly agreed, after lots of talking. And promises. I sort of tweaked that a bit, there was no goodbye, no forewarning. It was just done, set in place.

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