The truck is here, the mass of boxes, neighbors giving goodbyes. It's not easy to leave, but it must be done, I can't do anything, because I am a kid. I'm small, nobody notices me, I'm too young to make decisions, because I'm a kid. Helpless as our baby kittens, forced to do things I don't want to do, because I'm a kid. Forced to leave behind toys because the adults need their stuff more, and I can't make decisions. So now we're off moving against my will, while I'm alone Ing the back seat, they can't trust me with the kittens, because I'm a kid. Just a helpless kid, leaving behind everything I loved, and I can't stop it, because I'm a kid.
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