The Unconventional Friendship 7 hours and 39 minutes, a lifetime away. Most people in Cary, North Carolina do not know the luxury of living in the same place for 15 years. Living in the same place for that long may not sound appealing to all people, but when you are surrounded by loving friends and family, good schools, and a great town, it can be a quite a special environment. I grew up in a small town slightly Southeast of Columbus, Ohio. I spent my years there getting a good education, while making strong friendships. I didn’t realize how good my life was at the time. My father had always wanted to live in North Carolina, so when he was accepted for a job here I immediately knew we had to move. In the beginning, there was excitement about …show more content…
I knew I was going back to Ohio right before the start of school, so I remained hopeful. Little did I know that the end of that summer would also be the end of my happiness for a long time. Everyday seemed to get worse. My friends stayed in contact, but they were busy with school, so I refrained from bothering them constantly. School started out as not being too terrible, but within the first months I knew how bad things were going to be. The schools were significantly different from my previous ones. I was blessed to have had so many educational opportunities and good schooling in Ohio, so I couldn’t help the fact that I noticed how bad my new school system was. I tried to keep in mind that it could be much worse, but it seemed so horrible. I felt worse everyday. I had never experienced that kind of sadness and stress in my entire life. I used to be an extremely gifted student, but after moving I felt worthless. Everything about me had changed. I was physically and emotionally drained. I would sleep for fourteen hours at a time, and still look as if I hadn’t slept in weeks. The worst part about the situation was that none of my friends could even start to understand what I was feeling. I don’t blame them at all for this, because no one can truly realize what someone is going through until they go through it too. They tried, …show more content…
We hadn’t been friends as long as my other friends and I had been, but we created a strong friendship in a short couple of years. She had also spent her whole life in Ohio, but her dad decided to move her and her mother out to Arizona with him during the spring of 2017. Maggie started out optimistic like I was, but soon realized how bad it was going to be. The situation was too familiar. I was able to relate to all of her problems, and we felt as if we were living the same life. I felt terrible that someone was going through what I went through, but it ended up being the best thing that has happened for both of us. We were able to create a support system for each other that no one else could have possibly done. Our other friends were able to better understand how rough of a time we were having, after seeing us both experience the same things. Someone was finally walking in my shoes, and it was the best remedy for my
In the spring of 2012, I was informed that we were going to move. As a thirteen going on fourteen year old, the news was rather jarring. I was born and raised in that house, in that town, it was all I knew. We packed up our belongings and began the 678 mile journey to our new “home.” Moving from Hartland, Michigan to Durham, North Carolina was not only immense in distance, but in way of life.
Everyone experiences rough patches in life. My rough patch occured when I moved to Michigan from Wisconsin in fifth grade, I became a victim of pre-judgement. Classmates bullied me because I supported the Wisconsin badgers and not the hometown spartans or wolverines. Making friends became difficult, I became known as the “new kid” and colleagues deliberately avoided me. Day after day, the distance between me and my peers only escalated, and school felt similar to solitary confinement.
One of the most difficult things I have ever experienced is moving to Idaho before my junior year of high school from Utah. Despite this being a common occurrence for people it was hard for me because it uprooted me from the community I had lived in for the past seven years, and the people I loved. It caused me to leave friends that I grew up with and that I couldn’t imagine leaving. And forced me to meet new friends and discover a new place. As I have had time to reflect on my experiences it causes me to realize that it doesn’t matter where you are, or the people you know, but how you react in the situation.
The only place that I have ever resided in was Miami, Florida so moving meant that I had to go to new schools and meet make new friends. Surprisingly, I made friends with people within the first two weeks and they are still my close friends going on three years. Despite having made friends, there was always a void in my heart. At school, I would sit in class wishing that my father was still alive or that I was still living in Miami.
I didn’t want to leave my friends or teachers. I loved my school. I have moved a lot in my life, so I didn’t want to move again. One day my mom said we might be moving in a couple months to Oklahoma.
When 6th grade came, I transferred into a Baltimore City Public School since I really wasn’t getting the education I needed at the private school. It was still rough not fitting it. I thought that becoming like the other kids would make me happy, but I was learning new things everyday and I realized in high school that being the outcast is better than being like everyone else. The journey I dealt with in high school was very emotionally tough and life changing.
I went through a phase where I was very closed off to everything and unwilling to try new things. Three years after this original move, I moved from Phoenix to Columbus, Ohio. Right before this move, I was beginning to come out of my shell and return to the original person I had been for the fourteen
Last year I moved from Guttenberg to Manchester, which moved me from Clayton Ridge to West Delaware High School. The whole move was a speedy process. Before we moved I only knew 3 people that attended West Delaware and out of those people, none of them are my age. I was upset with my parents for putting me in the position of leaving all my friends that I had finally gotten used to, to move somewhere where I didn’t know anybody. A rush of emotions were coming onto me; fear of losing friends, anger and resentment towards my family for not telling me until they had already bought the house, but also excitement because I would be starting all over again and meeting new people.
“I’ll come back to visit sometime,” is what I am obligated to tell to every single one of my friends I made. Since I was young I never had trouble making friends, but keeping them was a challenge to me. It wasn’t because I was mean or because I didn’t want friends, it’s because I moved around a lot when I was younger. I was born in Fresno, California, but then I moved to Mexico at a really young age so I was raised there until I was five years old.
It was two months before my fifth grade graduation and three years from my parents divorce. Little did I know the news my mom told me that day would change my life forever. Tears came down my face when she told me we were going to be moving to New Jersey. At this moment I was feeling very confused and startled. Not only was I upset because I was leaving a place I have called home for eight years, but because I was leaving my friends and most importantly my dad and brother.
Her father is in the Navy, so her family moved around a lot as she was growing up. In her 19 years, Anna has moved to 17 different places, usually staying in each for no more than a couple years. The longest period she had lived in a single place was during middle school: 3 years in Japan. Despite the thrill of traveling to different places and living abroad, military life was difficult for Anna. Frequent moving meant that Anna didn’t have much time to develop and maintain close connections with fellow students her age, and the friends she did make she would soon have to leave behind.
This created a great rift between me and the people that had been my friends. I began trying to hang out with friends but found they were always busy while I was home reading, waiting for an adventure. I had managed to keep a few of my friends and these people are still my friends today, but first I had to deal with being solitary for a while. After I accepted the way school, and friends were going to go I only faced one obstacle. Almost my entire life changed after my move, I had a new routine, some new friends, and a new way I had to learn.
On my first day of school I could not find peace at mind, classes seemed stressful and people were not sociable or even friendly in my opinion. The procedures at the Texas school were different and I had the worst time adjusting to it. I could not even find anyone to have a deep conversation about who I am.
Although not every move was easy, I soon started enjoying it and looked forward to learning something new about a different place. Therefore, when my father informed me that we were going to relocate to USA, I was on top of the moon. I looked forward to a new environment and new experiences. Despite all the different moves, I found my relocation to Maryland one of the hardest. I soon realized that the schooling was very different and people even talked differently.
Moving would entail changing school districts and a new school meant meeting new people. It’s an introvert 's worst nightmare. The day came and I was moody. We decided that instead of renting a moving truck, we would use our car and take trips to and from the house.