move to Germany

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The next morning I woke up pretty exhausted from not getting much sleep that night. I had breakfast and packed my bags to fly to Berlin. While packing I listened to my Nico Santos playlist because his voice has always fascinated and calmed me. I'm actually one of those Nico fans and I have pretty much all of his merch and it's all in every colour. I honestly said only Nico's merch and single color shirts. I changed into one of his hoodies and jogging bottoms and my Nike Air Motion before hailing a cab and locking the apartment, putting the key safely in my phone case. Then I got into the taxi that took me to the airport. During the whole flight I noticed a couple of eyes on me which I didn't pay attention to because many looked at me funny because of the dark circles and slept the whole flight. I only woke up when the announcement came that we had landed in Berlin. I picked up my luggage and looked around until I saw my father spreading his arms when he saw me. I ran into his open arms and let myself fall into that embrace. And cried on his shoulder first, not noticing that I was still being watched. My father finally took my suitcase and we walked side by side to his car. Which I also sat in where my stepbrother Jake was. He and I have been of one heart and soul since I met him. It feels like we are biological siblings. He's the big brother I never had who comforts me when I'm hurt but I don't want to talk right now as my mother's murder hurts me too deeply. You must know that I feel like the biggest Nico Santos fan out there, but I've never been to one of his concerts. His music has brought me out of a deep depression before, but I don't know if it will work a second time. I got this depression from my 18 year old violent boyfriend who often hit me about the scars on my body so I won't talk about them they are just a dark time in my life. my past After a 15 minute drive we came to the house where I will have to spend the next few years. I Jay I always call him so went in and I also greeted my stepmom with a warm hug which she returned with a smile. After that I took my suitcase and brought it to my room where I always slept when I was visiting. I unpacked my suitcase and realized that it was almost eight in the evening, so I ran to the kitchen to get something to eat, changed my clothes and went to bed because I had to go to school tomorrow. To a new school where I didn't know anyone but Jay. I only knew about this one teacher that he always raved about, that sometimes they were allowed to do whatever they wanted in his class.
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