Personal Narrative Analysis

Change is terrifying, but it is inevitable. Facing new situations can fill you with dread. You can either adapt to them or live a life of fear. Late August my parents gave me some news that I knew would turn my life around at a very young age. I learned that when there’s a dramatic change in your life, you must not let it stop you from living life.

Summer was coming to an end, I was just laying in my bed one late afternoon. Stomps on the wooden floors could be heard getting closer and closer every second, suddenly the door burst open and my mom stood before me. She then told me to go to the living room because we had to have a family meeting. Once everyone in the living room; my mom, my dad, my older sister, and I, my dad spoke, “girls, we have decided it’s for the best if your mother, and the both of you leave to Mexico.” There were millions of thoughts running through my head, but all I did was sobbing and ask why. My life was perfectly fine. In disbelief, I headed straight back to my room with the thought of their voices saying “we’re moving” over and over again. The next couple of days we started packing, and soon done, we were on our way to Mexico. Once there I noticed everything was different; the people, the environment, the

Ever since the change I started to distance myself from everyone and everything. I hardly ever went out, if I did, it was only for school, and once school was over I would go up to my room and just lock myself up all afternoon, either sleeping, reading, or using my phone. I was so closed I became ill; the doctor diagnosed me with anemia. My mom was so worried about me, she always tried to cheer me up and keep me healthy, but I kept living with fear. I never adapted, not because I couldn’t, but because I didn’t want to. Soon after receiving some grate news that we would move back to Houston, things began to change for me once