Personal Narrative: Moving To Atlanta Georgia

My move from my home state of Maryland to Georgia has greatly influenced my goals and perspectives. When I lived in the city area of Maryland, I had a limited viewpoint of life as a person who knew only of the city and had relaxed belief of living only within my comfort zone of what a city had to offer, however that changed when I moved to Georgia. Georgia proved itself to be a very different experience for me. Georgia is a lot bigger than Maryland so there was more place for its cities to be more spread apart and the environment had a more forestry background than what I knew at the young age. The change of setting and accustoms associated from the very different places made me realize that depending on a person’s position one object can be

After 11 years in Louisville, Scott and I have made our move back home to Indiana to be closer to our family. We will miss all of our friends in Kentucky more than we can tell you...too many to list here, but you all know who you are. It was a difficult and emotional decision to make but we are excited to be home. I will go to work at IU Health in the morning and Scott is still remotely working for Honeywell, supporting Boeing. We have certainly been reminded that life is short and priorities change and nothing is more important than family.

“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. I can’t really remember much from Mexico mainly because I was too young.

It was a rainy, gloomy afternoon, my sister and I were watching TV when we heard my parents talking to their friend about moving to Florida. My sister and I looked at each other with confused faces and asked each other if we are moving. Of course, we were clueless because my parents did not mention anything about moving to us. We asked my parents if we are moving and they said yes we are going to be moving to Florida. When my sister and I heard Florida, the first thing we thought was we are going to die from a tornado, because we thought Florida had a lot of hurricanes, earthquakes, and natural disasters. I didn’t want to move, I had a lot of friends in New York who I have known for almost all the 7 years of my life I have lived there and I loved making snowman’s and snow angels during the cold winters.

In early August of 2009, I embarked on a long drive from the beautiful state of Virginia

When I was 14 I had to move to San Clemente, California. I had already recently moved temporarily to Texas while a house was made ready for us on the military base. “The house is ready!” my mother had said excitedly, after being on the phone for a few minutes. “It’s time to go back?” I had asked. She had said yes then left the room. I then had to move from Texas back to California with my mom, sister, brother, and pets. Once we arrived it was quite an adjustment, I gained an injury, a new academic program, and added responsibilities at home. I guess it didn’t have to be so hard, the move, but it was quite a difficult experience.

The move back to Maryland was one of the biggest challenges in my life, everything was okay in Ohio until my step dad caused problems with me and my mom. It all started when my mom tried kicking my step dad out of the house for domestic violence. She kicked him out because not only has he fought with my mom, but he and I have fought a few times. Everything seemed fine at first until he kept bringing police officers to our house claiming almost all of our household items were his and he wanted to get them back.

My original name is shaylin uhlig i was 15 before I moved to Beacon hills, California. I am now called Talia Burley. I am 16 years old. Just like me and for the same dark secret my friends changed their names to Scott McCall (17 years old), Stiles Stilinski (17 years old), Erica tumblr (16 years old), and Jackson Kanima (17 years old). We are now forced to live at Beacon hills, California.

Moving from Tennessee to Ohio in the 6th grade was probably the most difficult times in my life. Boardman, Ohio, is where my mother and I moved too, from Murfreesboro,Tennessee. The environment was definitely a big change for me. Murfreesboro had variety of people with diversity and cultures from all around. Boardman is very basic, and not extremely integrated. I was at a point where, I didn’t have a self of belonging at my school for awhile. There weren’t any individual outlets for people who were artsy or creative. Majority of the people, were okay with fitting in, and staying in there ‘norms’. I, on the other hand, did not. I liked to question things, and go against what everyone else is doing or wearing. Everything was so BASIC, and I

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. It was a culture shock. I grew up in a small town where the population was 98% white. Durham is a larger city with a population of only 40% being white. In the new school I attended, I was a minority, and it was eye opening. I walked in hallways full of a multitude of skin colors, all brightening my world. While it took me a while to become acclimated,

In life, many events can contribute to the way we act, the way we think and the choices we make. Essentially, a person goes through certain life changing events that may leave a huge imprint on their lives. Some changes can be very microscopic leaving little to no impression at all . However, other events such as , getting married, having a baby, or graduating college can change someone 's life drastically. For me, the life-changing event that changed my life was moving to Jacksonville Florida.

Growing up in southwest Atlanta, Georgia, I have been surrounded by ‘black success’ instead of just ‘success’ for the duration of my life. The blacks in my area are equally as successful, if not more accomplished than, the non-blacks, but we are always titled separately and put into a captive box. The box we are held in told young girls that they should aspire to be athletes, cosmetologists, or plain unemployed. The same box told young men that they could only be considered “somebody” if they were able to catch a ball well. These are occupations we would ‘best be suited for’; these are occupations that perpetuate the box. My dream since I was twelve years old has been to break down that box. I wanted to be known as ‘great’ and not just ‘great…for a black woman.’

My heart was briskly pumping. I have never been this fearful and apprehensive for anything in my life. The event that would transform my life forever was happening. This was the day I was going to move out of Florida

Locations. My whole life has been a series of locations. My first 5 years were spent in Korea, the next 6 years in Pittsburgh, and then 5 years in Chicago. 3 major different locations in 16 years. Last year, second semester of my all-important junior year, I moved to Texas. Little did I know that I’d be an one semester transfer student.

Moving isn't easy to me and my family. I have moved from state to state and city to city but not found the perfect place to life. But my mom told me we are moving to Arizona. Can this please be the perfect place to life. We arrived to our house, the house wasn’t the biggest but i can deal with it.