It was 2006 on a sunny morning when I woke up to the sound of music soothing my ears. I was in my car and felt muddled and pondered where I was. As I cleared my eyes, I could see a lonesome, dry road through my window. I was sitting on the back seat looking out my window observing the clouds, waiting to see if we’d stop somewhere. As I was sitting there for minutes, even hours I eventually got car sick. I remember having to sleep over night in my car. I was not on the road for hours but days. Having to spend so many days on the road, I actually got comfortable in the back seat and in my imagination I saw my car as my home.
Finally, I arrived to our destination, New York City. I looked out my window and all I could see were skyscrapers, many cars and lots of lights. I was …show more content…
All I wanted at this point was to be in my bed, in my home, eating usual food. I was afraid I would stay there forever and never see my family again. I never dared to ask my mom when we would leave. I had no choice but to try to enjoy and have fun. Many days passed and I was still in that tarnished house. A couple of days later I was awoken by my mom and was told we were going back home. I was delighted to hear that, my eyebrows raised as high as those skyscrapers, my smile was as big as the ocean and I was happy dancing.
I was on my way home, I couldn't sleep of excitement. It felt like forever but I then arrived to my house. I got off my car and I ran inside, I took a deep breath and the smell of my house made me happy. I gave the biggest hug to my grandparents they hugged me tightly I felt warmth in my heart. I told them how much I love them and how much I had missed them as tears ran down my cheeks. I went in my room and laid in my bed and I felt so cozy I didn't want to get up. I was happy to be home and even more happy knowing id never go back to that scary looking