My Move to America

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My story starts in the year of 2003, when I decided to follow up on my

dreams and go to a far-away land, called America. My journey is full of

surprises and new discoveries of a world so different from the one I am

leaving behind, with its own culture and beliefs. This is the story of a young

lady and her first encounter with a new society, her first time away from

home and family. It was not an easy decision to leave everybody and

everything behind, but I wanted so much to travel and see this new world

that I had seen only in the movies, the land of Columbus, where native

Indians and African-Americans lived unified on a vast territory.

I was 23 years old when I boarded the plane towards the unknown, the

new world that I had always dreamed of. It was my first time on an airplane,

which ended to be an exhausting 12 hour ride, but in the same time it was

exciting, watching through the little window, the blue ocean spreading like

an enormous blanket with no end. I remember the old lady sitting right next

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to me, in a deep sleep, and wondering how she could miss all these beauties

that God created. Finally, we landed in New York City, “The City that Never

Sleeps”, on one of the biggest airport of The United States, J.F. Kennedy,

where my best friend Josaline was waiting for me. I was very happy to be

there after so many hours of no sleep, but that did not matter anymore,

because I had reached my long waited destination. With all the excitement I

did not even care how tired I was, at that precise moment I wanted ...

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...e of my family I am the person that I am

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today, because of them I keep on being here in a far away land where I came

back a year later because I could not stay away. I felt like this was where I

belonged, where I could fulfill my goals and change my life in a better way.

And above all, I had my family’s support in every decision that I made.

Finally, one day they had the chance to come and see this breath-taking

world for themselves. And this is where my new life starts, in a new world,

full of surprises where I have found out that dreams are never too big or too

small. But that is another story to tell.

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