I remember when mi papa told me we were moving to Florida. I'm from Puerto Rico, I lived there until I was fourteen. I did not have the best life but I had a good life in Puerto Rico, when mi papa told me we were moving it was like the worst feeling. No that’s a lie, the worst feeling was when I had to say goodbye to my friends and family. When I came to Orlando I had a hard time and when school came into the picture it was worst, at the beginning. My first day was terrible but as the time went by I started to feel better and to forget about that depression I had. Now I'm a junior, I'm sixteen and now I can see that you cannot ever get attached to something or people because when it's time to say goodbye with time they will forget and
