Moving To School-Personal Narrative

It’s hard to move schools after staying in one for so long. I left my one school in North Carolina. I was so sad the day of the move. I lived there all my life and had so many great friends. I didn’t want to leave them behind and make all new ones. My mom and I finished loading the rest of my things on the moving truck that weekend. I left having tears in my eyes, and my friends saying good-bye. My mom decided to move to be closer to our family living in Pennsylvania. I went to a nice school filled with kind people. The only thing I didn’t know about, was the new move and how long it was going to last. Soon after a couple of months went by, my dad was fighting with my mom to see me. Driving was a problem because dad wasn’t going to drive …show more content…
After the move to New Jersey, I got extremely depressed. The day I got to the new school I was very quiet and didn’t talk to anyone. I thought we were going to move again and didn’t want to get attached to anyone. I went to school, did my work, came home and slept. I was waiting for another drastic move to somewhere unfamiliar. In a moment, it seemed like things were gonna be permanent, that everything was going to be happy and this cloud in my life was going to dissipate. That feeling only lasted for a moment, a small, tiny …show more content…
Our school was having a costume party during the day. It was called “Halloween Scare” and they were going to have it in the last week of October. Everyone was going to be there talking and dancing. Mom wanted me to go and I ever considered it, I even had a costume planned out. Two days before the dance, the TV was making a piercing sound. It was a hurricane evacuation warning. Mom didn’t worry too much about it since these were put out a lot with only small storms in results. If mom and I knew the tragedy that was going to happen that week, everything would have been