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For the past three years a lot of things had happened.
The hurtful moments that made her learn a lesson and to be stronger, and the joyful moments that made her appreciate life more, especially the people who made her life more colorful with happiness.
It was 9:00 am, she had done preparing herself. Checking her luggage one more time and her flight ticket. Her flight was 1.30 pm. Her heart had that sad feeling. It was not because she regretted her decision to go back home, but because of leaving a home.
Yes, a place where at first she couldn't call home, but now this place had become a home for her. Her second home. The differences that she experienced in this second home had opened her mind more.
The differences are beautiful.
It was 10:00 am, before leaving, she gave a hug to her grandparents that had taken a good care of her. Thank you is not the words that is enough to repay their kindness and guidance to her.
"Take care. Call me when you reach home." said grandma.
Her grandpa gave her a hug and there was sadness in his face expression.
Parting is a hurtful way but that is the way it should be.
"Don't worry, you can always come back here." said aunt
Yes, it is true that she can always come back to the second home.
She took a look at the place that she called home and said "I will definitely see you again."
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