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Personal Narrative: A Personal Experience Of Moving
vWhen I was very little about three I had walked out the front door of my house. I had thought my mom had went outside because the front door was open but the screen door was shut. I was crying, so I went outside to find my mom. My neighbor had been outside, she saw me. My neighbor had come over, picked me up and brought me to the house.
My mom came up the stairs to see me in my neighbors arms, my neighbor standing outside the screen door. She had said she thought about calling the cops but luckily she didn't. My mom didn’t even know I had left my room because I had been napping. She was really scared that something like that would happen again but the outcome could be different if nobody we knew would be outside, so she bought a security system so if it were to happen again she would know. I was proud
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I eventually accepted it but I miss my friends. After moving two schools I lost many friends. I realized I only had a few real friends that’d stick with me even if I lived twenty-five miles or even one hundred and seventy-seven. Moving is not a change I’d take for granted because I wouldn’t have met many of the amazing people that

The most emotional thing i went through was moving. While I was moving a family member of mine got sick. When we were packing to move from Minnesota a family member of mine was admitted to the hospital. They suffered until the end. It was hard to see someone go through that and not be able to do anything about it. When we had finally moved in they passed away and I never got to see them again. After moving to a new school, leaving my old friends, having to make new friends and losing a loved one I was hurt.
The worst day of my life was the last time I saw that loved one. I realized they would not be there to celebrate holiday, birthday’s or come to any of my games. They meant the world to me and I lost them. I never got to say goodbye which was the

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