Narrative Essay About Immigration For Me

Immigration for me is a tough life, that my family and I been through. I would not wish anyone to go through it. When I hear about immigration. I remember the worst part of my life. The sadness living, that I went through. The period of time, when I couldn’t find any solution for our problem. The period of time, when I saw my family falling apart. The period of time, which I was wishing to find a job. I couldn’t sleep normal because of thinking a lot. The part of my life when the people used to talk about me, because I’m immigrant. Immigrant is leaving my home country and live permanently in a foreign country. My family and I went through a very hard life, but we immigrate to have a better living, live safety, and stay a life, because we got …show more content…
We got a threat in the middle of our house group of terrorist called Al Qaeda. The threat was very scary. The threat was in an envelope covered with blood, and had a paper and two bullets. My family went crazy and we immigrated to the north of Iraq for two months. These two months were scary, but there wasn’t any place to stay, until we finish our passports and visas. Immigrating to the north of Iraq was essay compared to turkey. The people who lived in the north of Iraq were helpful. The helped us with everything. These people spoke our language, so there are not any problem with communicating. I had some cousins who live there. I didn’t see any much different between Baghdad and the north of Ira, but I can’t forget the place, where I grew up. If I lived anywhere other than my home and city I call that immigrant. After getting our passports and visas we immigrated to Amasya, turkey. The period of time, when I lived in turkey we tough. We didn’t have any cousins and friends. The people speak different language. No one helped us and cared about us even in the …show more content…
We finally got our visas to come to the United States. I call the United States as my second country. I’m not immigrant in the U.S.A, because this country and its people never showed me, that I’m immigrant and treated me like I’m different. The doctors helped my mother more than anyone who can help her. Most of the people in the United States are friendly. I’m willing to defend this country like my home country, and I’m glad to become a citizen in one year. This country helped me become a better person, and it provided me a safety life. This country helped me get educated and become knowledgeable. I tell all my friends and cousins who live back home. That I’m not immigrant, but I’m one of the lucky people who can live in the United Sates. I tell all them to come live in the United States. This country respect me as a person, even if I’m not citizen more than my home country. I thank God every day for helping me getting to the