Personal Narrative: My Move

I had just arrived home from school when I heard my parents calling my name. They told me to take a seat by the table and said they needed to talk to me. My heart almost flew out of my chest, I began thinking about all the bad things I had done in the past few days, and excuses for all of them. As they began talking I knew it wasn’t about something I had done, they talked about how moving can be a tough change in life and some other things. I immediately lost interest in the discussion and zoned out. As they continued to talk I heard them say the words I never wanted to hear them say they said “We are moving”. I immediately flew out of my seat and objected. I tried over and over to convince them to change their minds, but nothing seemed to have worked so I decided give up and go with it. …show more content…
The day we were to move had finally come, I got out of bed, took a bath, got my things and went downstairs were my parents were waiting for me by the car. As we drove down to the new house I guess I fell asleep, because the next thing I knew my mom was shaking me to wake up; it seemed like we had gotten there in seconds. I sat up on my seat and looked around, they were so much houses around I had to guess which was ours. Once I saw the one that was ours I suddenly felt sick, and a cold chill went through my whole body. The house looked like it had been there for