Personal Narrative: Moving To A New School

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Today my family and I are moving to a new town and i’m not excited at all.The reason i’m not excited is because i’m not going to have any friends there and i’m going to be the outcast because it's in the middle of the school year.Then it was my last day at my school and i’m sad.I walked the halls remembering the good times I had with my friends.I was walking out of the school with my head down and left. The next day we packed up all of our stuff and headed to our new home.It was a long drive because my brat of a brother kept annoying me and my little sister kept on crying ,I was going insane and almost started to scream.We finally got to the new houses and I loved it.I forgot what this place was called so I asked my mom and she

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