"hello , my name is jesse massen". I said to the lady behind the
reception desk at the airport . she got up and grabbed my passport and
my ticket "please go to gate eight" then pointed across the reception
desk to a small shabby opening ."those two double doors will lead
you to the first class area where you will wait for your flight to be
called ". "Jesse are you sure you want to do this? "My mother asked , worried , I guess.
This was the second time I flew to England to visit my father joseph. It
was also the last because from now on I would live in Kentish town with him .
yet I will miss my hometown Canton, Ohio the buckeye state . the
good parts of living in canton is that I went to the same school that Marilyn manson had attended, and just like him I stayed there until my sophomore year…
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don't get me wrong , I like London , it's just that everything Is different
there , like , well the food , the people , the culture and most of all the
culture.
once i arrived in london
the lady at the airport saw me and immidiately says . 'Good, your father is here waiting for you". NO SURPRISE MY MOM HAD ARRANGED MY PICK –UP ' . My father is a short t man . he has light green eyes . my eyes are yet more
of a lighter green than his mixed with a little red , my skin is pale ,maybe albino if you might say so .
'hey Jesse , how have you been sweet heart ? . he asks me . 'good, although my
mother barely let me come '. it's true she spent the whole entire time bawling up into tears and snob ,