Personal Narrative: My Immigration To The United States

When I first came to the United States my whole life changed completely. I came from a very poor town where basic needs are privileges and even though I didn’t know the language, the culture, and the people. I was not scared about my new life, my new beginning. When my mom and I got here my dad rented a house which was in very bad conditions. At that time we didn’t have anything, we slept on the floor for almost a month, we didn’t have any furniture and not even a car to go buy groceries. My mom was very disappointed because my dad has been living here for almost 10 years and he didn’t have anything yet. Besides all the bad situations, I was very excited because I was here in this powerful country where opportunities everywhere. After couple weeks I asked my dad to do me a big favor which was start the paperwork so I can get into middle school. At first he was mad because he told me that I didn’t need that, I was devastated about his reaction because I really wanted to go, but he refused to take me. Sometime after what happened my mom decided to take me to the school and start my education. I still remember all the
I cannot let them down just because some pathetic girls making fun of me, and from there I decided to change the way I was looking at life and myself, I became stronger, fearless, motivated and ready to overcome more obstacles. It was nothing easy because I had to learned another new language, another whole different culture, and build a new me. All the unpleasant experiences have taught me many different ways to adapt into a new environments. They have made me stronger, and less concern about what people think about me. I am here to become someone that can make a difference, I am here serve this brilliant country, and I am here not please people if not to make myself