Personal Narrative: Moving To Mrs. Kenobi's Home

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Walking to Mrs. Kenobi’s house wasn’t anything like walking to school, work or anything really, it was…different. I don’t know how to explain it but it was kind of like moving or taking a vacation to a completely different part of the world, something I’d only experienced once before when I moved from Phoenix to Janesville. Phoenix was dry, hot, populated, consisted of a middle class, and generally had limited vegetation. Janesville was the complete opposite. Janesville was humid, consisted of mild temperatures, held barely a thousand people, had no middle class whatsoever, and had enough vegetation for all of America.
In Janesville, your wealth determined your social status, the more money you had the more popular you were. The town was even set up to prove it. All the lower-class citizens lived on the east side of town, all the higher-class citizens lived on the west side of town and all the community building, such as the schools, were in the middle. I lived in the east side with my mom.
Her wealthy family kicked her out once they found out she was pregnant with me, leaving her a single mother with a crappy job and no high school diploma. Nevertheless, she always kept an upbeat attitude. To reach Mrs. Kenobi’s house I had to walk from the east side of town to the west. In a big town, this probably would’ve taken a long time, but since Janesville was so small it only took about fifteen minutes. I liked watching the shacks of houses turn into extravagant mansions. I can’t say why I enjoyed this because I honestly don’t know