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The beginnings

I was going from Los Angeles to New York. It was all beautiful. The sun was shining, it was
the best weather ever in september. As I sat next to a window, I could saw the beautiful U.S.A. I
was going to go to the Julliard, my dream university! But never got there.
It all started with the letter from the university.
- Look, Lucy! This one is from the Julliard.
I almost droped my bowl of cereal, as I was going to my room, ’cause I wanted to watch some
cartoons, as it was Saturday morning, so I could have benn lazy.
- Lucy? Are you here? Hey, Lucy! - she came in to the hallway, and saw me standing still in
pijamas, holding a bowl of squashy cereals.
- Open it up. - I whispered. She did what I said. While she silently read it, my heart was beating
faster and faster from every second.
- Lu...Oh my God!
- What? What is it, Anne? I’m not in? God damn it!
- No, it’s the opposit! You're in! Lucy you’re in! - she was as excited as me. - But then you will
move away.
- Oh, sis, don’t be sad. I will come home when you have breaks, I promise.
- But that’s too far away! I’m happy for you, but I don’t want you to go away. But I have to let
you, that’s what good sisters do. Let’s tell dad!
We lived with dad, ’cause mom died a few years after Anne was born, sadly, from cancer.
- Dad! - we said together. - Lucy’s in. - continoued Anne. - She’s going to go to the Julliard.
- Oh, my, God! Lucy! That’s wonderful! Let me make some cookies for you! I’m so proud of
you! But then, we have to find you an apartment in New York! Girls, start looking some up on
the internet while I cook! - he was really overexcited.
This was how I got my mail. Then things fastend up a bit. I found myself looking at the calendar,
counting the days before my flight to New York. My plane would take off on September 11, at
10 a.m. and will land at 3 p.m. at J. F. Kennedy Airport. My things were almost packed, I had a
beautiful aparment waiting for me with a roommate from Great Brittan. Nothing could be
better. You know the feeling, when everything’s great, and you can feel that something bad will
come, some unlucky thing? Well, this was exactly with me.

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