Narrative Essay: Moving To America

“Danny, Danny wake up time start packing!” Screamed Mom. “What we’re packing today.” I yelled back. “Yes Danny” Mom Replied. As I got dressed think about moving to America, I remembered that I had my soccer championship on Saturday. I ran down stairs to tell my Mom that I had my soccer championship. She said that we a moving on Friday and I am sorry we are going to miss the soccer match. “No no no no” I screamed “Please mom can we stay until next week.” "Sorry Danny we already booked our flights. Come on you have to get ready to go to school.” “OK” I replied back.
School was going to be all fun today because it was the end of the year. After math class it was just a fun day all day long. So I met up with my friends Michael and Jason to play
soccer in the soccer field. After an hour of play I was my grandpa coming to pick me up with military jeep. It l was such a nice car, it looked more like a high sports car with its smooth design and green color. I was him wearing him military uniform, his soldiers were big and had four golden stripes. He was a very big thing in the army and he was always in danger. “Danny lets go he have to go home.” Grandpa said. As I approached him, he made me feel short. He was six feet and 11 inches. I felt like an ant looking a human. “How are you doing little man” Grandpa said. And all of the sudden my Grandpa gets shot from a house next to the school. I rushed to him and asked “Grandpa Grandpa are you ok!” “Yea am ok Danny” replied Grandpa. “No you not ok you just got shot, let my call the ambulance” I said in a rush being shocked. He answered “I am ok trust me I have a bullet proof vest that can withstand any 50 caliber sniper shot.”. Then he told me to start running in the car as he got up. When we got in the car someone shot and shot and shot for 10 times. But good this the jeep was bullet proof, we were lucky that it was bullet proof or Grandpa and I would have been died. Grandpa stepped on the gas pedal and we were on our way home.
“Daniel don’t say anything to any because your mom will be very worried and you have to move this Friday.” Said Grandpa. “I don’t want to move to America, I will lose all my friends and I will miss you.” I repaid. Grandpa answered and said “Think about it this way if you move now and grow up and have a good job you can come and visit any time, and every summer you can come and visit for a few weeks. You will make new friends and I will make sure your dad signs you up for the soccer team.” “Ok Grandpa” I said. Three days later “Wake up Danny wake up, we are going to leave in an hour.” Mom screamed from down stairs. I got dressed and brought all my boxes down stairs and put them in the enormous container. When we all got dressed and put our boxes in the containers my family was very eager to leave but I was not I was going to lose so much but it was for the better. Then we on our way to the Airport. When arrived we saw a guy with a knife and he had a mental disorder. I felt bad when the cop shot him with a teaser. Then we got on the airplane they said it was going to take 12 hours on the plane. In my opinion that was way too long. 13 hours later we arrived at our new home. It was bigger than our old
house and I loved it. There was a park a few block away it was filled with kids play soccer. There was a big soccer field there too. I asked my mom if I can go play. She said to unpack your boxes and then peter bother with you. So I rushed and to finish and when I did I went and played soccer with my new friends. They all were to kind to me and played with the for a very long time. When I went home I told my parent what had happened and all the new friends I made. It was time to go to sleep I was thinking what Grandpa said and how it was going to be ok. And he was right.