Personal Narrative

One of the hardest things that I had to do when I was younger was leave my friends, my school, the place that I called home at the time. This memory all started on October 15, 2008, when my parents informed my sister and me that they would be taking jobs in Washington. At the time we were living in Naples, FL. Now this was a big shock for me, I had just found out that I would be moving across the country to a state that I knew nothing about. I would have to make all new friends, be able to fit in with everyone there. Once I had found out about this news I was going to all my friends’ houses and hanging out with them as much as I could before I would leave them forever. At the time I was only 11, so I felt as if my whole life was over. Leaving people that I had known since kindergarten. …show more content…
The day where I leave everything behind and go on to start a new life and make new friends. Since I had known about this for a while, I had been given time to prepare for this moment. But it still hurt me inside that this was still going to happen and their was nothing I could do about it. My family and I hit the road and were off on our journey to our new home. We passed through over 8 states in 3 days and were only 400 miles from our destination. All that was going through my head was: how my friends felt, how I was going to feel once I got to this new place. I don’t recall having a single positive thought throughout this journey and I didn’t care at the