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My dad is always moving. Some would call him a nomad. Life was like an endless video game for him. There was never a final boss. Always a new level to beat. A new mission to accomplish. As a kid, I never thought it was a bad thing moving around. I thought it was just a part of everyone’s life. On his new escapade, we stayed with him in Motela for the summer. Of course, I thought this was just a summer thing. I had no intention of staying there. But that all changed. Motela really started growing on me.
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2. After a summer break which felt like an eternity, the time to go back home snuck up on us. I don’t know why I was feeling reluctant to leave. I actually like Motela, but I had a life back home I wanted to get back to. But Dad came up with the prospect of us staying with him there for good instead.I couldn’t give him a straight up answer at that moment. But it didn’t sound like a terrible idea either. I still wanted to at least go back home and see if the spark was even still there.
By Robbie Bale3 years ago in Poets
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