Personal Narrative: Act Of Personal Change

I have transferred to a different school each year since I was a freshman. Leading up to the first time my parents announced we were moving, during the end of my eighth grade year, I had started to inwardly question the act of personal change, and how it can affect one’s mind. This is the time where I had a plethora of internal conflict relating to one’s change and growth as a person. Recognizing that my act of change was being separated from my small yet important group of friends, I remember standing in the quad one day, alone, looking at everyone around me and realizing that they've been through change. Whether it was more or less than my amount of personal change it doesn’t matter, because there is no true way to literally measure one’s