Personal Narrative Analysis

Have you ever moved in the middle of your eighth grade year? Has it been to a completely different state? That’s what I had to deal with less than a year ago and it was difficult. I left behind family and friends when we left to come here. Friendships were broken and even gained. My family and I were now separated by a state. It took two moving trucks, three cars, and about one day to get the main part of our house to our new home in Ohio. The first day of school was even difficult for me because everyone was different from the students at my old school, East Noble. Let’s just say that when I moved from Indiana, my life got really difficult. This was the most difficult thing that has ever happened in my life.
Less than a week after …show more content…
They came with two of their biggest moving trucks they had. It took four to five backbreaking hours to load the last of the house. The only inconvenience, we came to, was when they told us that they weren’t going to take our storage unit. That we would have to find a way to get it down there ourselves. I got to ride down in my dad’s Malibu and we were supposed to get to the house before the moving trucks. When we got there they were already waiting for us, even though we had passed them. When everyone had arrived it was eight o’clock at night and dark. The movers and my parents decided to have the trucks unloaded that night to save money. By the time we got done it was around eleven thirty o’clock. When coming down, we had to bring with us our dogs, lizard, and guinea pigs, which is why we had so many cars. My aunt and my grandma were also brought with us so they could see the house. For the first couple days in the new house, it was going to be really crowded with everyone …show more content…
They had put our beds and dressers in our rooms but all of our belongings were throughout the house. My family really enjoyed our house because it wasn’t that different from our old one. The thing I enjoyed most was that the yard was that it was fenced in. The rest of the day I got the necessities for the week like clothes, school supplies, and my white shelves for my room. That night I had to get a nice peaceful sleep because I had to start school the next day. On Monday I went to my first day of school at Northmont. It wasn’t easy because I had to learn a whole new schedule and I missed first period that day because of the walkthrough of the school. That day I got told by the teachers who would be the best to show me around the school. Overall the first day at Northmont wasn’t as hard as I thought it would