Moving To Arizona-Personal Narrative

The day that I thought would never happen, it happened. I did not know what to do or how to act, I just set back and tried to deal with it. I could not see this coming nothing was going my way. I was think that it would not happen but it did. How could something be good one minute and the next not. In a matter of seconds or minutes or even months you know it going to happen, but you do not know when. Then it just hit you everything you once knew is changes.
Within a month of the passing of my father, my mother said “I have to tell you guys something.” After she said that my eyes filled with tears. I was filled with sadness and a little bit of madness because, I knew what she was going to say. Then she just said it, “We are moving”. I could not believe that she decided to move. It was like she did not care what I thought about it. There was no changing her mind. It was already made up; we’re moving and that is it.
Over the next few months or so I tried to change her mind by throwing fits like a five-year-old. I threatened to just stay in Arizona by myself and she could go just leave without me. I threatened to run away from home. I did not want to be here anymore. I did not want to move at all. I have tried everything but nothing was working. After a while of trying for a couple of months and nothing happened, I just quit …show more content…
Every time we tried to do something it would turn into fighting with my mom, my brother, and my sisters. We started to pack all of our belongings, but we got nowhere because of all the fighting. After a while of us trying to pack, but everything was turning into a fighter. I just decided to ask to be sent early. I could not do this anymore. I was the main one who started the fights. I told my mom to send me now. The conversation with my mother went well she agreed with me going early. Within a week, I started to pack the things that were mine, which was not a lot. I was only