Personal Narrative: My First Day In Hinsdale, Illinois

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I remember the day like it was yesterday, it was an average day in Hinsdale, Illinois, the sun was shining during the day and the moon came out at night. I was waiting for my parents to return from their daily meetings, but this specific day they were lasting longer than the usual. When my parents finally got home from their endless meeting, I was excited to see them since I was home alone for practically the whole day. I felt excited to finally get some human interaction. When they came home and sat me down, it felt like there was a death in the family or something equally serious. I remember the first words that came out of my father’s mouth, “Son Mom and I have decided to quit both of our jobs.” I was confused felt as if I was not fully …show more content…
When we had finally got to Massachusetts, we stayed in my Aunt’s basement until we found a house. My Father and I lived in this basement for two months. The only problem with living in this basement was that we lived two hours away from school. Somehow my dad and I did not realize this until the first day of school. For some reason, I thought this school was going to be normal; man, was I wrong! I remember walking into a huge church where my new school would be held and seeing nine students. I was so confused at what I had gotten into. Reality finally hit that my life was going to be very different and uncomfortable from now on. The next couple of months would probably be the worst of my life. I was alone and had to travel four hours a day back and forth from a place that I was not used to and I didn’t really want to get used to. I remember on my birthday I literally celebrated with just my dad since my mom had not come back from Illinois. My dog who is actually my best friend because she is the same no matter where we go she is also one of the main reasons why I was able to make it through the first months without my mom. When my mother finally got to Massachusetts, about three

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