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Detroit, Michigan is my hometown and I lived there for eleven years. My parents wanted to get out of the moody and violent environment, because they grew up in Detroit as well. In 2008 half of my family moved to Covington, Georgia. My new life was different, because not only did I have to adapt but I had to look towards the future. In this new environment I had to make new friends and get out of my comfort zone. Honestly moving to Georgia was one of the biggest jumps in my life, because I was in a whole new city and it was really a fresh start. So I had to look out for myself and make sure that I made better decisions than before. My hometown city carved me into the man I am today. It was hard growing up on that side of town, but at the same time everything happens for a reason. If I had the chance to move back to my city I wouldn’t go, because now that I moved to Georgia I realize all the flaws Detroit had. The roads are terrible and I hate the snow now. I got used to the great weather and the luxury of the city down south, but the only thing I missed from up north was my associates. (Friends) The only way to change the lonely feelings is to gain …show more content…
My first day of school was better than I thought. I left out the front door and took a deep breath and smelled the fresh air. Shortly after that I got on the bus and sat all the way in the front. I was a shy individual at times but somehow some way I had to overcome that fear. The first week was the hardest challenge, because my classes all acknowledged me as the new student. However, it only took two weeks for me to get used to how everything was. I started off with only three friends, and that ended up being my friends of today. I knew that I couldn’t be the same guy I was in Detroit. My personality will never change but my ways had to change for the better. I didn’t want to hang around any bad influences or people that pressured me a
It has been said that the grass is always greener on the other side. Being excited about the newness and challenges of a new place may not enable it to stay green for a lifetime, but the new place is a great place to spend the next four years. So even though I lived my whole high school life in one city where there were no actual problems, it still was time for me to move where there were new experiences.
Atlanta, GA, is one of the most exciting cities in the nation. Not only is it one of the most populated cities, but it has one of the largest metropolitan areas as well. This city is a fantastic option for those making the move to Georgia for a number of reasons. If you are considering a move to Atlanta, here are some things you will want to know.
Many folks go their whole lives without having to move. For them it is easy; they know the same people, have loads of friends, and never have to move away from their families. As with me, I was in a different situation. I grew up my entire life, all eighteen years of it, in a small town called Yorktown, Virginia. In my attempt to reach out for a better life style, my girlfriend and I decided we were going to move to Shreveport, Louisiana. Through this course of action, I realized that not two places in this country are exactly alike. I struggled with things at first, but I found some comforts of home here as well.
When I was six years old, I moved from Ottawa, Ontario to Edson, Alberta, then later to Sylvan lake, Alberta. Even though I was young when I moved to Sylvan lake, I remember the area, the house, and the people perfectly. I was around eight years old when I moved from Edson to Sylvan Lake. We moved from there because it wasn’t a good area for children to grow up. Edson was full of people who did drugs, sold drugs, and wanted drugs. Edson was filled with people who were secretly in groups of bad people who did bad things. My mother didn’t want my brother and I to grow up in that environment, hence why we moved to Sylvan Lake.
Growing up as a kid I lived in Flint, Michigan. It was a very dangerous city. There we a lot of deaths and there weren’t any good job there. I lived there until I was 7 years old. At 5 years old I went through family troubles and I couldn’t see my mom. At the age of 7 my dad was working in Oklahoma and he would be gone for 2 weeks at a time. To make it easier on us he decided to have our family move there. I started school here in Burns Flat in the third grade. My first ever friend was Ryne Garrison. I was a shy person. People may not believe it but I was and I still am.
Starting high school is tough for some people. Moving to a new city is also tough for some people. Or me I had to deal with both. I can remember my very first day of high school, I was so nervous. I didn’t make any friends over the summer so I didn’t talk to anyone. I was pushed out of my comfort zone to talk to people and make new friends. A few months into school I received my first interim. It wasn't the greatest but , I blamed it on my transition to high school and promised that
The longest I’ve ever lived in one place was the nine years that my family and I lived in
I had a good year in first grade. I became the best artist in the class. I started getting better at English. My first word was “bathroom.” I made two friends Michelle Sherman and Karen Calle. After that I started feeling better and actually liking this school. Everything felt better and worked out great!
To begin, moving to Virginia impacted my life in so many ways. The reason I moved is because my mom got remarried. I am so thankful that she did. It gave me the opportunity to go to this amazing school. I’ve made so many friends that I wouldn’t trade for the world. I also started going to this undescribable church and I have been truly blessed by this church and my church family.
I wasn’t always custom to the whirling seas of corn fields. Nor would I ever thought that I would be living in a location where there were less than 3,000 people. Moving from Nashville, Tennessee to small-town Fort Branch, Indiana is quite a jump; more like a leap of faith. It’s definitely a different scenery, but yet, still just as beautiful. And now I live in the middle of a corn field.
Not too long ago I had an uncle of mine who passed away in Nashville Tennessee. A day after my uncle’s death, my mom was notified through a phone call of the incident. After my mom decided to take charge of this situation, we heading to Tennessee to come across peaks and valleys. At first we were given help physically with transportation, then we got hurt emotionally by the people closest to us, And at last because some looked after us, a new faith healed us emotionally. Going through this experience with my mom, came to my attention that when someone needs to be cared for, you don’t just leave them, you help them out, because that is the logical thing to do.
For thirteen years of my life I lived in the suburbs of Chicago, Illinois with my mother and sister. About two years ago my dad contacted my mother that he had bought a house in Las Vegas, Nevada and would like us to move in with him. I did not like the idea because it meant starting over from square one in a new state. My transition from Chicago to Las Vegas was challenging because it meant leaving behind a whole lifetime of friends and memories to start over. Overcoming this obstacle was complicated, but it helped me discover a talent that I have and that is perseverance.
One of the wisest things that I have ever done for myself is to move away from home. After high school graduation, I had decided to take a year off and stay home because at that time in my life I truly felt that I was not fit for university and that I needed time to work on myself. What I did end up finding is that a lot of the people that stayed behind, including myself, began to get into extremely destructive habits. As a lot of us did not have any concrete goals in our lives, we found that a sense of freedom became too much for us to handle. This resulted in many of us finding ourselves to push our limits with drugs and alcohol, as we were surrounded with freedom and were too immature to know how to handle it. I started to realize that the
In my life, there are many places that hold a special memory or my favorite place to go. A few years ago, I left California and moved to Michigan. California is my favorite place to be. Every summer since I have moved, I always go back to San Diego. My family and friends are there!
In 2014, at 6:20 in the morning my family and I were getting ready to ride to Atlanta to the airport. We were on our way to Las Vegas, Nevada. Everyone was happy and ready to leave Phenix City. The flight was about 5 hours. Everyone got their tickets and were ready to board the plane. Everybody got on the plane and fell into a deep sleep. About 4 hours later, the flight attendants came around with the snacks. When we arrived in Las Vegas everybody was hungry and ready to grub at an expensive restaurant. Omg!! How can you go to an expensive restaurant and the food looks good and smells good but it’s horrific. No one was expecting that.