Personal Narrative: Moving To School
The memory of my first big move is still fresh in my mind. I remember rushing to school, excited to tell my friends the news: I was moving from New Jersey to Phoenix, Arizona! After I brought my friends up to date, I proudly displayed my new disposable camera. Together we took many pictures, some of them meaningful and some comical. There were pictures of myself smiling and giggling with my friends and some of my teacher’s feet. As the moving date was slowly approaching, I began to feel resentment. I started hating the idea of moving to a new unknown place where I would have no friends. As it turned out, making new friends was not as hard as I thought because I was younger and I chose my friends superficially. However, I did have to learn to adapt to a new school and curriculum. I was not
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Once I graduated eighth grade, my parents dropped the bombshell: I would be moving to Baltimore, Maryland and need to start everything anew again. I was distraught! I could not bear another drastic change in my life. I now, going into high school, had to attempt to make new friends. I came to Baltimore with a pessimistic attitude regarding making friends. I convinced myself that all the girls had their click of friends since elementary and middle school. Therefore, during my first year of high school, I ate lunch alone while catching up on work or went do the gym to shoot basketball hoops. I hated change and thought there was no point in trying to make the best of the situation and actually attempt to make friends. That year I focused solely on adjusting
Once I graduated eighth grade, my parents dropped the bombshell: I would be moving to Baltimore, Maryland and need to start everything anew again. I was distraught! I could not bear another drastic change in my life. I now, going into high school, had to attempt to make new friends. I came to Baltimore with a pessimistic attitude regarding making friends. I convinced myself that all the girls had their click of friends since elementary and middle school. Therefore, during my first year of high school, I ate lunch alone while catching up on work or went do the gym to shoot basketball hoops. I hated change and thought there was no point in trying to make the best of the situation and actually attempt to make friends. That year I focused solely on adjusting