Essay About Moving Truck

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Getting into that moving truck and watching my mother and sisters faces fade away in the passenger side mirror made my heart sink into my stomach. Was I making the right choice, and would I be happy if I were away from my family? All I had ever known was the love of my mom and my sister to guide me through the rough rapid waters of my mind. The truck consisted of all our worldly belongings along with what felt like every one of my childhood memories struggling to hang on dragging on the back of the trucks coat tails. As we drove, we passed all the places that hold such meaning to me in my life. I couldn't help but be upset California was where I was my heart was made, and how was I supposed to go to a new place and feel like it was home?

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