As we were saying our goodbyes to everyone, I looked back to the place that I might never see again. We packed all our suitcases and were all ready to leave. I went to walk around the neighbourhood and looked all around the place. “I will miss this place,” I thought to myself. I was in Ukraine and my family decided to go to America because my relatives lived there. I was only 10 years old, but I got so used to this place. However, it was time to go. The taxi came in the afternoon of that day, and my family drove to the airport. We reached the place and all began to run so we won’t be late. The security began to check us, our documents, and our plane tickets. Next, we began to run to the airplane so we won’t be late, and it seemed so hard
