“Today, you don't have to go to school.
Pack the things that are important to you in a bag,
then come downstairs to see me.”
Mom's voice echoed in the early morning,
replacing the usual sound of my alarm clock.
I got up, groggy and confused,
trying to figure out what was going on.

“What do you mean?”
I shouted while walking down the stairs, filled with curiosity.
The sound of things being moved and shuffled was the only response I got.
I quickly hurried to the storage room, where I found Mom hunched over, searching for something.

“Where are we going?”

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The Ordinary days
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