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"Sorry." I mumbled quietly, rushing towards my bed. 'Maybe we could have just used the hot water? Nooo….' I sighed sadly. I sat down on my bed before wrapping my towel around myself and starting to dry my body. 'I wish I could turn the hot water off. I would just get all sweaty! And besides it's cold, it would be easier if I turned it off…' I continued to whine to myself while drying my legs. 'Oh well, I guess I don't have much of an option but to deal with that later… right now, I should probably try to sleep again.' I decided once I was dry.

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The next day, everyone started packing everything up and putting our suitcases into the car. "We should start moving the rest of our stuff when we arrive back. We should probably pack some more clothes as well to help us stay comfortable during the move." Uncle Tom informed.

Mom nodded in agreement. "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea, especially if we wanna take some pictures on the way over." She said, walking out of the bedroom to retrieve our luggage. I followed closely behind her, watching curiously. "Did anyone bring a camera or something?" she wondered, holding onto the handle of her suitcase. "Let me see." Uncle Tom replied, taking hold of the handle as well, pulling on it to open up the bag. A few seconds later, he lifted the suitcase and set it down beside him. "Looks like it's empty, lets load these bags into the car before you leave your room."

We did as he instructed, and when we were all seated in the car, I glanced out of the window, staring off into space for a short while, before realizing that the car wasn't moving yet. I glanced over to find that both Uncle Tom and my mother had noticed as well, and looked over to me expectantly, silently telling me that they needed my help driving the car so they could continue packing up our stuff.

I blinked a few times, trying to focus my thoughts, then slowly turned around and looked into the front seat. I looked back over at my parents who were watching me patiently, waiting for me to figure something out. I opened my mouth to say something but stopped myself before I could even utter a word, remembering exactly what happened last time I tried to explain something to them and how it ended up not going as planned. After a moment of silent panic, my brain finally remembered something that I had almost forgotten about.

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