Personal Narrative: My Sixth Grade Summer

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My sixth grade summer was one I will never forget. It was also the point in time where my life took a complete turn and flipped upside down on me. The beginning of my sixth grade summer, which was all the way back in the year 2011, was actually a great time for me for a lot of reasons. I’d still consider the summer of 2011 to be the best I’ve ever had. I was outside all day, every day either at the park or riding bikes around town with my friends. Everything I did that summer I did with my best friend, Blake. Me and Blake had been best buds ever since the second grade; we were nearly inseparable. Blake and I had only lived a few blocks away from each other so we were almost always together. Every day I would ride my bike down the busy C avenue and Blake, our brothers and I would hang out all day doing whatever our young hearts desired to do. It was a perfect kid summer. However, as the summer of 2011 began winding down and the back to school advertisements started popping up, my perfect …show more content…
I loved our house. I loved that we only lived two blocks away from my old elementary school. I loved my new middle school and all the new friendships I had made in just a year. I loved the big city life of Cedar Rapids. I loved all of it and I was happy. So when I found out we were moving to Oskaloosa, Iowa it crushed me.
In the days and weeks which followed, I had felt truly heartbroken informing all of my friends I would soon be moving to Oskaloosa. I was very anxious about moving too. I feared I wouldn’t make any new friends and be miserable in a small town. I had plenty of reasons for not wanting to move. In fact I had even tried convincing my Mom we shouldn’t move by making a list titled “100 Reasons We Shouldn’t Move to Oskapoopsa.” Unfortunately, my valiant efforts did not change her mind or change the fact that I would soon be moving two and a half hours away from Cedar Rapids to a small town I had named

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