Personal Narrative Essay About Moving

Have you ever experienced moving? I did. During one summer, after second grade, I moved to Gwinnett County with the help of my mom and her friend. Both my mom and her friend found the house, but of course, it was my brother and I who partially did the heavy lifting. During the relocation of our possessions, trouble occurred mainly because of distance and curiosity. Although this is true, I knew I would still remember the move. While we were still transferring the objects, it obviously didn’t take one drive bringing all the items from our house to the new one. It was very bothersome, especially the large expanse that was dividing Dekalb (where I used to live) and Gwinnett. That was the main problem during the move, and the pile of objects to …show more content…
I was in my mom’s car and wondered what something in it did. So, I asked my brother, “Do you know what this thing does?”
He responded by saying, “Do you mean this? I have no idea.” Since I am curious, and because he did not know, I just pressed my thumb against it, I experienced a slight amount of pain on the tip of my thumb and realized it was burnt. Surprisingly, knowing that it was a burn, I was wondering why I only felt a tiny amount pain and not a lot. I did not tell my mom. All I did was rinse it down a little with water, try to ignore it, and go on with my day. Making the choice, moving to a new house, will be requiring multiple people, the reason being, is essential, the actual liking of the house, or in other words, the family’s opinions. There were two houses that we went to. The first, had a balcony, while the second did not, both were also in the same neighborhood. Since the move occurred a while ago, I do not remember that much about the first house we went to, but all I knew was the balcony was connected to that one. Also, I think, the first house had a garage, while the other only had a whale-sized driveway. The one we picked, was the second, and we still live here