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Our First Night in the New Apartment
I am Leo. Last month my family moved into a new apartment on Maple Street. The building sits on a quiet corner near a small park with benches and tall trees. The hallway smelled of fresh paint when we first entered the main door on Saturday morning.
For two weeks we packed boxes in our old flat and labeled every carton with a black marker. My parents ordered a van and booked the elevator in this building for moving day. Mia and I sorted books and clothes while Dad wrapped plates in paper and taped the boxes shut. The plan looked simple on paper, but moving day always feels longer than expected when stairs are involved.
We came to the new address early with two cars full of boxes and soft bags. My