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Personal Narrative: My Life In New York

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New York Genre 1 As a little girl I never had the desire, like most, to travel to New York, but here I am, 18 and living the dream in New York City. The day after I turned 18 I boarded a plane and was off to start my new adventure in New York. In my days in New York my eyes have been opened to how different things are in the city than back home in Utah and Idaho. It has definitely been a drastic change getting used to the homesickness, Mormonism in the city, transportation and the people of the city. Moving 2200 miles away from everything and everyone you’ve ever known on your first day of being an adult is terrifying. I stepped foot in New York hopeful, but terrified. I never expected to miss my family as much as I did. For my first week, …show more content…

When you want to go somewhere you cannot just grab your keys and walk to the driveway and get in your car. One, driveways do not exist. Two, driving is almost inconvenient. Three, parking is near impossible. Cabs are always an option but that can get real expensive quickly so I do that as little as possible. In the city, it is normal to walk two miles to get somewhere. Walking just becomes such a normal thing and you don’t think twice about it. The subways are super convenient once you get used to them; it just takes the courage to ride them enough for that to happen. I miss my car the most when I’m on the subway because they are dirty and you come across some strange …show more content…

It has not been easy, but it has been so fun and so worth it! It was definitely the right decision for me. This year in the city will forever impact my life. In these three short months, I have become aware of things that I had never thought about before and will continue to have my eyes opened throughout my remaining months. I have matured a lot because I am now in charge of three lives, not just my own. I have learned a lot about myself; how strong I am and what truly matters in life. This amazing adventure has had a huge impact on my life and will affect my future

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