as my moms friends come over for a game night i go to my room and shut the door behind me, i walk to my bed and i fall onto the bed looking at my ceiling, looking at the plastic stars that are glued to the ceiling. i laugh to myself when i remember me and my dad gluing those stars to the ceiling before he moved back to Italy, now its just me, and my mom "i love you dad" i whisper to myself smiling. thats when i heard a faint knock at my bedroom door
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