I miss my realitives in Vietnam. Sometimes,I wake up in the middle of the night,I remember them and start crying. My mom told me this. My uncle is all the way in Vietnam,and he is always at home alone,because my aunt is working all day. He is always alone. When I think about that I burst in to tears. I never wanted to leave Vietnam. But we have a life here too. But there are times when I want to catch the next plane to Vietnam,and hug my uncle tight and tell he'll never be lonely ever again.
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