Literature
SCHOOL PROJECT
I was packing slowly. My mama and papa's yelling rang through out our large domain. I sighed and put my ear buds in, cranking my music as loud as it'd go. I've spent the last three months learning Japanese. My papa was happy that his new job was in Japan. I suppose I was too but Mama and Papa were devoiced now, and my mama wants nothing to do with him anymore. Mama and Papa fought over me and somehow Papa won custody. Oh well, in another 2 years I'll probably come back home to Mama.
I looked out the window and at the Eiffel Tower. I saw all of the familiar towns' people and waved. "Au revoir, friends!" I put on my glasses, fixed my beret,