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I'm going to die.
It turns out that a month and a half ago, my dad was appointed commander of the Kola flotilla. Because of this, we are moving to Polar. There will be a different apartment (although it's much bigger), a different school with different idiots, but there won't be any friends or acquaintances.
And I don't think I'll ever make new friends, other than the ones I already have.
I've never moved from one school to another; I studied in the same gymnasium for all nine years.
And they didn't tell me anything; I only found out now.