Personal Narrative Essay: A Journey To Changed My Life

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I remember the extensive heat and the annoying sound of mosquitos revolving my head, I just layed on my bed thinking of what life had prepared for me. The thought of going through the most difficult moment in my life sadden me when was I to think that I would leave my parents and not be certain when I was to see them again. I could feel the emotion arising inside me, breath after breath I could feel an extensive knot build up within my throat. My face got stiff and my vision became blurry I closed my eyes tightly as if I was to never open them again. It was then that I felt the warmth of my tear descend downward of my cheeks. The symbolic truth of my feelings descending one after the other each with a silent mourn of fear sadness and anguish. Before then, the morning was warm hotter than usual actually an awkward silence existed in the house, not a breath could be heard… just silence. I proceeded with my daily routine walked into the bathroom and brushed my teeth with every second passing was a moment in my mind that reminded me of reality and how life can give and take from you in a matter of …show more content…
The excitement of living in a country that was totally unknown for me was an experience of a lifetime but for every great journey there has to come to an end. I had to move on and come back to the United States and continue my education. It was one of the hardest things to set my mind to and I sure was not ready for change, but I knew it had to happen. The day passed on and one of the hardest things I’ve had done in my life was to say bye to my family members, not one could you see with a smile on their faces. The moment came were we packed our bags and headed to the airport it was a 3-hour drive. On the way, my mind was just revolving around the idea of being alone. Not being able to hug my parents or see them on a dairy basis was a thought I couldn’t set my mind

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