Moving From My Life
Imagine your best friend, the person you’ve grown up with. The person who knows everything about you, even some things you don’t know about yourself. The one person in the world you would trust your life with, knowing that they would protect it with theirs. Now, although it’s something no one wants to imagine, think about them suddenly being ripped from your life, right as you needed them. This happened to me in the summer of 2013.
It was opening night of my all ages community theatre show, “Cinderella”. A clear, blue, almost perfect August sky was above us as we walked into the show. I could practically smell that fresh scent, the one that everyone knows, when summer turns into autumn. Inside, the auditorium was packed,
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That’s when it hit me like a truck. My best friend, who I had known since I was born, who had gone with me to elementary school and middle school, who I had seen at church every week, who I had made plans for high school with, was going to disappear from my life in less than 12 hours. We both started crying, our eyes becoming waterfalls in a few short minutes. Chewy came up to me in the middle of our “cry-fest”, wanting to congratulate me on a show well done. When he saw us, he slowly backed away, confused at what happened to distress us so much. Even though I wished the moment would last forever so I would never have to let her go, it did …show more content…
I was fine with it throughout the summer, even if I was a little lonely some days. The real struggle was when school started again. It was our 8th grade year, and even though I had other good friends, I had never gotten as close to them as I had to Meredith. As the first week dragged on, I felt completely alone. I felt like the Israelites in the wilderness, when they felt God had deserted them. I felt like my stomach was about to burst with sadness, as well as my eyes with tears. Though the year was hard, I gained many new friends I wouldn’t even have known, just because I felt I was forced to make new friends to compensate for
When it comes to what separates me from other teenagers, there would be quite a bit to tell. I would say a major difference which separates me from my peers is my love for barbershop harmony music. I do not have a quartet of my own; however, I love to sing barbershop tags with other friends at church. I set myself apart from the world because of my beliefs: as a New Testament christian, I believe the bible gives us all instruction concerning spiritual matters.
Around two or three years ago my family and I had to move houses. Moving was sudden and we didn't know it was going to happen. This made moving out and into the other house a lot harder. Since we were moving so fast somethings we just decided to leave behind with the person that was still living there. We got most things with us but one thing that we did leave back in the old place was our living room tv. Since we had just moved and my family isn't rich my mom said we couldn't go get a new one for some time. This sucked because I used the tv a lot for watching show, movies, and playing games just like the rest of my family did. Having a tv wasn't something we needed at all but it was always something to do when you were bored and there was no other things to do. Another big thing was my grandma had just gotten us a new playstation 3 and now we weren't able to used it at all because there was no television. Not having a tv was bummer for me and I thought it was a huge problem when it really wasn’t.
I want to leave, I want to disappear. Not a vacation, but that spontaneous quick escape with no bothers, just an unrestricted trip to free the mind and enjoy the bits of silence. To go by car to see how the scenery around me changes as I kill the distance, while listening to my favorite music as loud as I can. Just shout out my lungs with my terrible singing. As the music plays, I will grab a book, which will get all my beliefs and views away. No matter what the book will be about. As long as it would get me away, away from here. There would be just me and the characters of the novel, who struggle, fight, and compete, while they face delight, pleasure, and glory. Every so often, I will stop at the cafes on the road to grab some food, which
Until I walked onto the stage to take a bow, I didn’t realize that I just danced, acted and sang a solo. It took me a long time to get to that fifth grade Christmas play where I wasn’t shy anymore. Due to the fact that I wasn’t Darth Vader anymore, so I didn’t need a mask strapped onto my face to breathe at night. Asthma, respirators and surgeries were what my childhood consisted of and I would have time to, at most, socialize with my family. Years after my final surgery, my currently bubbly-self erupted from within and many of my friends never knew how I was before.
Who knew that things could change so abruptly, it almost felt that my whole world was flipped within a blink of an eye. Things were going to be different from now on, the people, the weather, even the fresh summer breeze from the coast will soon become a cold bitter winter breeze. This all came to my mind when my mom announced to my family that we’re moving, to New Jersey, once my school goes on summer break. At first, I began to panic, why do we have to move? Why can’t we just live here? We don’t even know anyone there, except for my aunt. We just moved here three years ago from New Jersey, and we didn’t like it, that’s why we only lived there for a month. Then why would we would we like it now? I question my mom, and I demanded explanations
”Yes, I think that it would be in our best interest after what with your father.”
Moving, although natural, is not easy to most people. How many things are involved when you have to leave your school and friends behind to go to a place totally unfamiliar where anything could go wrong? For me, more than I could count since my family decided to move four thousands miles away.
Starting over. Those two simple words pretty much sum up where I am at in my life at the moment. I am a 34 year old mother of three. I have never been to college. My husband just recently left me. It has been a whirlwind summer to say the least, but before I get into what brought me back to school, I'll start at the beginning. I was born in FL., and quite literally spent all my time either at the beach or running bare foot on my grandparents farm. I loved every second. Shortly after I turned 8 my mom met my step-dad, and we were quickly headed on our first big adventure, moving to Texas! While I missed my family in FL., I can not tell you enough how happy I was that my mom married my dad. He has been a rock and solid foundation for me my whole
I have only one word: listen. Humans became so loud, shouting to be heard over everyone else. So concerned with ourselves, our jobs, our money, or the internet that we stopped paying attention to the pieces of nature around us, beautiful and ugly alike. We try so hard to fill our lives with meaning in the most unmeaningful of ways, promotions and new cars, when there’s so much more to living. The trees sing when the wind blows and we’re listening to the radio. Hermit crabs chirp, dolphins name themselves, prairie dogs have voices and we ignore it all in favor of Facebook What doesn’t directly affect us is blocked out or put on a back burner so we won’t think about it. We became so removed from the natural world we no longer notice what’s
When I was 13 years old, my parents started to think about moving to United States because my dad was already working here for a company. We started all the immigration related process which took a while to end. When I was 14, one day I came back from school and my parents told me we were moving to US in 2-3 months. When I heard it first, I was happy, but later I started thinking about how I will be leaving everything behind. My family, friends and neighbors whom I have been with since I was little, I will be leaving all of them in a few months. As the date approached closer, we started to pack more and more things. There was
I get down on all fours and relax my whole body, my bones begin to crack. Unlike most wolves, where it stops hurting awhile after your first shift. Mine shift didn't. It still hurts even though it has been six years (No. Our cloths they don't rip, and no. Don't ask me where they go)
“This is a great experience, you’ll make so many new friends!” my parents told me excitedly
I can say my personal transition started in 2013 when I up and left everything an moved to Florida. I came down here with no friends, family, or job. I had a 2 year old with me and had no clue what I was going to do or how I was going to provide for my child. I did not trust anyone and lost my faith. I stayed shut in my home unable to cope with everything that was going on around me. I did not have much of a social life which kept my daughter from enjoying life as well. It has been a long journey that has nearly taken four years to get to, but I have managed. I now attend elevate life church; which was introduced to me two years ago, but I was too much in self pity to appreciate it. The church has opened my eyes to a lot. I am in the leadership
The car was silent, my eyes tried to keep up with the passing trees that were changing from a lush green to more vibrant colors of red and yellow. My thoughts were racing, adjusting to my sister, my best friend, leaving to start a new chapter in her life. I’ve had so many memories with Morgan, some good but also some bad. I remember the way she could always make me laugh with her quirkiness. Or we would just lay down and listen to my dog, Libby snore, and every minute we would look at each other and smile. I knew I would see her again, I told myself it was only a two hour drive, but I knew life wouldn't be the same. My vision became a blur and the colors of the trees became a mix, as I began to cry.
I long to be free. To be free from the metal chains that hold me down. To be free from the whispering as I descend into my empty slumber. My heart couldn’t handle the pain of the immortal whispers and figures that popped up here and there trying to help or drag me with them.