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"We're here." Rick exclaimed to me from the front. My dad lives in an apartment building on the river called Aqua tower. My dad owns one of the apartments on one of the higher floors. Rick gave me my bags and escorted me to the elevator, introducing me to Bill, the man at the front desk, who gave me a key to the apartment and welcomed me to "my new home." Everyone around me seems to be really nice to me, let's just see how my dad is. The elevator dinged and I hugged Rick goodbye, telling him he needs to come over one day for dinner, and that I'd call him when I was free, which I imagine will be all the time. The moving box moved faster than I would imagine, and when the dial read floor 15, it jolted to a stop and I fell to the floor. The elevator creaked, and the lights flickered, then it started up again as if the power was just switched off then on again. It once again lifted, and soon I was on floor 42, my fathers floor.

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