Hannah Morrison Research Paper

Hannah Morrison. Sounds like a generic name. I am here to tell you, it is not generic. I am Hannah Morrison. This essay I am supposed to tell you about myself. Frankly, I would enjoy passing this class, so sit back and enjoy my life story. I am 17 years old. I was born of a college dropout and an aspiring football coach. I was born September 12, 2000. I have a brother, he is 5 years older than me. In the beginning of my life, where you would believe I am ordinary. You would be correct. Basic Texas family, Texas girl living in a little Texas town, Orangefield. I grew up loving God, family, and football. A little blonde hair, blue eyed girl who would rather play with a football than a baby doll. Yes, that was me. If you could not already tell, Remember the Titans is my favorite movie. I was and still am a daddy’s girl with my momma’s attitude. Now onto the interesting section of this essay.
When I think about that statement one moment stands out to me automatically. The summer I had to leave all I knew behind. I was in second grade. My parents sat me down, they told me we were moving. As a coach's kid, moving is a part of our nature. My heart broke when my parents told me. My family, friends, and life were here. How was I supposed to leave? I was too young to know the feeling of leaving. This moment in my life, I was changed forever. This moment, I had to grow up. I had to present myself strong, to my family and my new town. Coming to a new school was obviously a hard adjustment. Thankfully, being young girls are not as rude. Being young you should never be comfortable with leaving. But, there I was, a 8 year old girl, adjusting to a move that was never expected. When you are a 8 year old girl, you should never be starting over your life. “Hi, my name is Hannah Morrison. I am new