When I was 10 years old, my parents decided to move our family from a bustling suburban life in Los Angeles to a small town in the Arizona desert. To say I was both heart-broken and angry is an understatement. I didn’t want to leave my friends. I didn’t want to be the new kid at a new school. I was painfully shy as it was, how would I ever make new friends? They told me it was temporary, we...
To my parents, with love (and endless respect)
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