The moment I found out I was moving away from my hometown felt like a nightmare. Various thoughts suddenly came rushing through my mind as I thought about how my life was going to change forever. When there were new students in my class, I used to wonder how hard it was for them to completely leave everything behind and move. I never knew that I would eventually be in their position. I was eleven years old and in my last year of elementary school when I found out about my parents decision to move.
Basically my entire family felt the same as I did which made me feel a lot better. Once we finally arrived and unpacked all of our things I had to do what I had been fearing the most about moving, going to a new school. On my first day I was so nervous I really didn't even want to go, but I eventually worked up the courage to go along with my sister who was also really nervous. When I walked into my first class I was stared at by everyone and just tried to find my seat without tripping on something and embarrassing myself. After I sat down the teacher introduced me to the class and everyone in the room said hi to me which made me feel a little less nervous.
I determined during the summer that I wanted to take a new step in my life because I could not live with my overly strict parents. So my friend and I got our own place and moved out on our own into the world. At first, all that freedom I had was overwhelming. My first night in my own place was so unrealistic to me. I never had anyone calling me every hour checking on me and seeing when I was going to be home.
I thought school was kinda’ fun and I enjoyed playing with my friends at recess. My life was normal. But one day after school my Dad called us all into the family room. My Dad was usually one to always be happy and not one to easily show defeat, but that day he looked sort of dejected as we all sat down
All I remember from when I was little is moving from house to house. I never got to stay in one place for the same amount of time. The house wasn't in a good location or the school wasn't good enough or family was to far. I never really liked moving because it seemed like when I was just getting a friend group or finally getting settled in we had to move again. There was never a reason of why we had to move, I was told that we are moving soon.
This started out as a normal day at school but I suddenly felt sick during the middle of the school day, so I went to the nurse and I had a fever plus lunch didn’t agree with me. She called my mom but she didn’t answer her phone. The nurse decided that she would just take me home. We get into her car and she starts
About a week before school started, I had a serious talk with my parents and told them that I would get this done. I remember thinking “this will be the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life and it would either make me or break me.” When school finally started, I kept my job. I didn’t realize how tough of a challenge it would be until I found myself coming home at 11:30 with loads of work to do. I still didn’t let that bring me down and every day I showed up for classes I took things serious. I was extremely motivated to overcome something that seemed
But this day was different my mom took me out to eat dinner when we usually went home and made dinner together, I even remember where we went we ended up going all the way to denver to go to my favorite restaurant Maggiano's. When we got there we talked about a lot of stuff but the one thing that stuck out to me was when she said that i'm moving schools. I was really mad and disappointed when my mom had said that I was moving schools, but when she told me about all of the fun activities that I could do it made me feel a little better than I did when she first had told me that I was moving. My mom also told me that there was no uniforms then I was really happy about moving but still I was sad. The next day my mom picked me up early from school so that we can go and tour my soon to be school.
My sister never really appreciated it but I did. The compliments I got on the nice things my dad gave me was awesome and I could never feel any better. One day I was sitting at school and I waited for my dad to come get me from school. Mom told him to don’t forget to come get me because she had a doctor appointment. It was raining very hard and I was getting soaked and wet so my teacher gave me a ride home.
I get settled in and take a look around the house. It looks the same as I remember it and I start to have flashbacks of what fun I had in this very house. The next few days went quickly, I would have rather them go by slow, but I was having a lot of fun. We enjoyed the past few days but visiting my grandpa would surely be my favorite