Living on a farm has to be the worst feeling in the world. Not that I have to work on it but the fact that it always smells like shit and im scared I do. Ever since we got here everyone has visited us to see whats going on, what were doing, where were from and our names. They're all so friendly it's almost creepy. There's a giant amount of older people, I suppose it would be because no one can fufill their dreams in this boring town. I never thought I would see so many assumed to be creepy old men. I haven't seen many people my age except for a few at the local store. I probably won't see any more than that until I go to school next week. I never thought I'd miss the city so much until I seen this place with nowhere to go and nothing to do.
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Welcome to Cape Breton
Teen FictionJenny just moved to Cape Breton in a small Province called Nova Scotia from a big city in Calgary. Love isn't normal in her life and neither are friends. She's going to miss the city but she's going to love the maritimes. Read her story and witness...
