Personal Narrative: Moving To Nepal

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When I came here, I didn’t speak the English, didn’t have any friend and didn’t know what to do. I have been so intriguing yet daunting, my heart was beating so fast. But I ignore this feeling and keep on moving forward because I was going to have to adapt living in the United States instead of Nepal. While I was busy thinking, I didn’t noticed I have already reached the homeroom. I was given the direction of class by caseworker before she left. As I walked into room, and everyone started staring at me. My mind was blank I could not say anything but stand there like I was their prey. The teacher came up to me and said, “Are you the new student,” I nodded my head. Then she introduced herself, “hello I’m Mrs. Ally and welcome to United States.”

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