She sighed. I miss my old house. Although her room was bigger and sunnier, even after the furniture came, her room and the rest of the house felt gloomy and empty to her. She sighed again. The old house that she had loved was gone, and she would never see it again. Her last memory was of the blackened cement block foundation, charred beams, and cold, gray ashes. She felt tears fly from her cheeks as she thought about the good times she had in her old house with her old friends. She hadn’t made any friends here, far from her old home in Minneapolis. While she could chat with her old friends over the net, it wasn’t the same as being with them. She tried to talk more with her mom and dad, but between organizing the house and their work, they didn’t have much time to talk with her. Her dad promised her that things would get back to normal soon. Her mom had nodded absent-mindedly in agreement, preoccupied with her research. She wondered if there was ever a time that her mom wasn’t thinking about work.
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