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I never enjoyed moving. It made me feel all tight 

inside! Dad got a new job in New Orleans and he 

promised this was the last move forever, but this 

was the fourth time this year. But my dad did have 

a point – something was different here. It was so 

peaceful, all the colors, all of the people.

At our new house there was a giant tree in the 

back yard as I traced the branches with my feet. It 

led to a hedge, but behind the hedge was a whole 

city. It was beautiful. All of the purple and red 

colors making colors pop out of the dark night sky. 

I woke up to a bright sky and the smell of burning 

ham -- dad was making his famous eggs and burnt 

ham! There was a huge box that was covered with 

newspaper. My dad lost his hearing three months 

ago and sign language was really tough too.

My dad signaled for me to open the box. As I tore 

the thick tufts of newspaper the box began to 

rustle. It was a cage. What was I supposed to do 

with a cage?

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