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Personal Narrative: The Transition From Canada To Texas

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Only last year I was faced to live without my mom and brother the closest and precious family. The time was the most difficult moment in my life that year and still lives on with me to this day. For 16 years they were always by my side when I needed them until the start of my third year of high school. The transition from Canada to Texas I thought would be simple and fun. However, what I predicted was the opposite of what would happen. 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.

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