Eva’s days were filled with new and often overwhelming experiences. She attended school for the first time, her face a mask of apprehension. Making friends was a daunting task, and participating in activities felt like navigating a minefield.
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Some days were particularly hard; she would retreat into silence, homesickness etched into her features. “Rafiki zangu, nimeona kitu kizuri” she murmured. However, all of Eva’s attempts to communicate with the Smiths were in vain.
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