"No,” the said. “They are going to stay here and we will try to visit them here each summer break." It was a rough day hearing all of this from my parents. I was crying all day. I didn 't want to eat or sleep or even talk to my friends. After the days moved on, I thought that they forgot about traveling to the U.S.A. But after a while I saw my dad organizing the airplane tickets and the passports. I was like, "Dad, are we really going to the US?"
He said," yes, but don 't worry; it will be a lot of fun there.”
I went to my grandparents and told them can you tell my parents to let me stay here in Egypt, I don 't want to go to the U.S.A because I don 't know anyone there. They told my parents when they came, but my mom and dad refused to let me stay in Egypt. The days past... And the day that I didn 't …show more content…
And it was almost time to leave Egypt and come back to the U.S. I was mad, but I was not mad that much because I am kind of used to it now. I packed my stuff again. My cousins came to my house and helped me pack my stuff. When it came time for going back to the U.S, I went to my grandparent’s house to say goodbye. It was hard telling them goodbye. Leaving your family, friends, and your house is a rough thing because you are worried that you might not come back to your place and see the people that you know. When we went to the airport and we rode the plane, I was happy that I saw my family and my friends, but I was mad because I felt that it was going to be like my first time going to the U.S again. My family is my life. I will love them until the last moment of my