No Migratory Birds in Antarctica

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No Migratory Birds in Antarctica

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Abstract

Before I turned fifteen, I lived like a weed.

Cold, damp, barely surviving.

Then I met Ethan Hayes and Summer Reed.

The first home-cooked meal anyone ever made for me was made by Summer.

The first dress I ever owned was bought by Summer.

The first birthday anyone ever celebrated for me was something Summer planned down to the smallest detail.

She would carefully put ointment on the chilblains covering my hands.

And she would tell everyone, over and over, that I was her best friend.

As for Ethan...

He was the one who pulled me away from a group of laughing street punks.

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