Moving to a New Place
English 101
Narrative essay
February 21, 2013
My visit to a strange new city
Change can be difficult part of a person’s life, oftentimes quite harrowing. Some may find change to be a good thing. I, on the other hand, find it to be more than former. This great change in my life was when my family was forced to move to a new city when I was fourteen. Not only, was I facing a great change, but it would be a change that would affect me for the rest of my life. When I found out that we were moving, I was frightened. I was going to lose all of my friends. I was going to have to start over. That was scary. Being the new kid in school is awful and upsetting, and I was not looking forward to that at all. Already being a shy person who has trouble connecting with new people, being forced to start at a new school was absolutely terrifying.
The day began just like any other day. The ringing of the alarm clock and a quick breakfast that could hardly be call a meal. I was afraid. My way around this fear was to retreat into myself. This seemed to be the easy answer for me. I did not put myself out there. There fore I did not risk rejection. Looking back now, that was not the answer. I know now that I missed out on a lot. I guess that’s why it is said that hind sight is 20/20.
All I can say of what I learned from this is that I tend to see the negative first. It took me far too long to realize that was not the best way to view the world. If I look for the negative first, that is all that I will find. I wish I could say that I follow my own advice, but I don’t. Sometimes it just seems easier to keep to myself. But, I guess that’s how I learned to live with my life.
Even though moving may be easy for some people, it is hard for most. It has always been the biggest challenge of my life. When moving, I had to leave all my friends behind, I left everything that was familiar to me, and I had to begin a new life. I was also very angry with my parents at that time. It
Narrative essay
February 21, 2013
My visit to a strange new city
Change can be difficult part of a person’s life, oftentimes quite harrowing. Some may find change to be a good thing. I, on the other hand, find it to be more than former. This great change in my life was when my family was forced to move to a new city when I was fourteen. Not only, was I facing a great change, but it would be a change that would affect me for the rest of my life. When I found out that we were moving, I was frightened. I was going to lose all of my friends. I was going to have to start over. That was scary. Being the new kid in school is awful and upsetting, and I was not looking forward to that at all. Already being a shy person who has trouble connecting with new people, being forced to start at a new school was absolutely terrifying.
The day began just like any other day. The ringing of the alarm clock and a quick breakfast that could hardly be call a meal. I was afraid. My way around this fear was to retreat into myself. This seemed to be the easy answer for me. I did not put myself out there. There fore I did not risk rejection. Looking back now, that was not the answer. I know now that I missed out on a lot. I guess that’s why it is said that hind sight is 20/20.
All I can say of what I learned from this is that I tend to see the negative first. It took me far too long to realize that was not the best way to view the world. If I look for the negative first, that is all that I will find. I wish I could say that I follow my own advice, but I don’t. Sometimes it just seems easier to keep to myself. But, I guess that’s how I learned to live with my life.
Even though moving may be easy for some people, it is hard for most. It has always been the biggest challenge of my life. When moving, I had to leave all my friends behind, I left everything that was familiar to me, and I had to begin a new life. I was also very angry with my parents at that time. It