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- Oh, Angela. So typical for you - My mom was teasing me while I rushed to window to open it.
- Don't tell me anything. I endured of whole ten seconds!- Angela said.
My thoughts were wandering of new fresh air. When I have gathered enough courage to go back in a cabin, mom was already leading to a serious conversation with my younger sister.
- There will be wonderful and you will meet a lot of new friends. Serbia is beautiful in this time of year. -
Every word she pronounced with that ember, she immediately made my sister with a wide smile on her face. Seeing my sister so happy I have been very g