Narrative Essay About Growing Up

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Growing up, I thought nothing would ever change. I always thought that I would always have the same friends and live in the same house for the rest of my life. I would go down the street to play with Oliver and Katie every day, go to the school where all of my friends were, or go to get a Rickers drink at the gas station, everything that was normal to me. Little did I know, things were about to change. It was a normal weekday. I went to school wondering what I was going to learn in class today and what my friends and I were going to do during recess. The day seemed to fly by like it always did. Then, something weird happened. Instead of my mom coming to pick my brother and I up, it was my dad. Sure, I was happy that my dad came and picked us up, but it was usually my mom who came …show more content…
My friends asked me what was wrong, but all I said was I was tired. I didn’t want to tell them that I was never going to see them again once I moved. The rest of the day went by in a blur. When I got home, I went to my room and refused to come out. Eventually, my mom came in. I just sat on the floor and looked away from her until she said, “You’ll make new friends you know. Moving to Michigan will also allow you to see grandma and grandpa more often since they live there. It’ll be exciting.” After that, she went to make dinner. For the next few months, I continued to go to school and my parents started to pack things in the house up. When the time came to leave the house, I cried. I had flashbacks to birthday parties, sleepovers and so much more. I knew I was going to miss the house I grew up in, but I knew there was nothing I could do. We finally moved into the new house. It took a while, but in the end, I ended up liking the house and where we were. I had the rest of the summer to get used to Michigan. Soon summer ended, and I knew I had to go to school. I was terrified of going to a new school since I didn’t know anyone

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