Write A Narrative Essay About Moving Away

In the heat of summer 2011, I moved from small town Statesboro, Georgia to Columbia, South Carolina. I was only six at the time, so I hadn’t really thought much about moving to a new house, new school, or even a whole other state. In actual fact, I was mostly enthusiastic about moving. This was a both positive and negative experience for my whole family. This was the year my whole life changed.

It was a small town in Cornersville, Ohio. Nothing much ever happened in this small town until one day. A new family moved in one afternoon. Everyone was surprised because no one even noticed the house being built. Everyone was still delighted that they moved in because the couple, Bob and Nancy, were very friendly. Bob and Nancy helped with all the activities in town and were very generous. A couple of weeks after they moved in, a lot of strange things began. Money started disappearing, the lights in the town went out every night except for Bob and Nancy's lights, even people's pets went missing. One night, everyone's lights went out at 11:30 as usual, except there was an extremely loud noise. The neighbors went outside to see where all the

Nobody really likes to move. At least, I know I don’t. We were living with my grandparents in Tashkent when I was in second grade. We moved into our house in Manhattan when I was about 9 years old. Life was going great. I had lots of good friends that I had been around for a lot. I really liked where we were living and I did not want to leave what I had always known.

He stops moving against her and holds his head up, “Jada, make no mistake this is all mine (He inserts his fingers in her vagina) and…I can keep you in a room and fuck you for days.”

Moving far away from family and friends can be tough on a child at a young age. It has its pros and cons. One learns how to deal with moving away from the people they love and also learn how to deal with adjusting to new ways of life. Everything seems so different and at a young age one feels like they have just left the whole world behind them. That was an experience that changed my life as a person. It taught me how to deal with change and how to adjust. It developed me from a young boy into a mature young man.

It was a sunny day and the sun rays felt warm against my skin. There were many people around us and I could hear the airplanes landing. My mom held my sister’s and my hand tight scared of what would happen if she let go, but she knew it was time for us to go. She looked at me and I could see she was trying to hold back tears. She hugged us one last time before my dad came to bring us to the airplane. As I got on the airplane I remember thinking it was just going to be a short trip and we will be back. When the plane took off I was scared of what life would be like in a new country away from my family. I looked down and I could see the plane leaving the place I called home.

Chris is was a boy who loved to be outside playing. He would always be wanting to go outside day or night. Until they had to move away. He didn’t want to move away so much, so he started making bad grades. He would always be mad at someone.

The walls were starting to close in Ash and Green were yelling,” We got to get out! We got to move!” They were spewing random ways to escape but there was no way out. The walls were ten feet high and barbed. It was the perfect trap. I screamed ,“It's no use there's no way out.”

easiest challenge in the world, but even with Rosita’s carefully planned list, we still came up with $4 extra. Usually Rosita lets us spend the extra money for ourselves, but today I opt to keep it in my savings so my trip to go home can come faster.

In second grade, I had to move here because my parents said that Cupertino has great schools that teach you many things. My mom didn't really like my old school because we had to pay to go in since it was a private school, I would complain about the food, and apparently the teachers only led you while you learned so you wouldn't be able to be independent. I however, absolutely loved my school at that moment, and I wanted to stay in San Jose badly. But children have to obey their elders, so I joined my dad in the U-Haul truck and drove off to our house. During the first few months of staying in Cupertino, I was super angry at my parents for dragging me here without my permission. Amongst the twelve months of me living here, I later found nothing

When I was about eleven years old my grandma was extremely sick. My parents knew she was not going to make it so my mom decided to return to mexico to see her one last time and help take care of her for the remainder of the time she had. She had always regretted not being able to say goodbye in person to my grandpa so she could not take the chance again. The minute she decided we would go she started packing our bags for our three day long trip by bus. Unfortunately our whole family could not go my father had to stay behind as well as my three brothers who had to stay in school, but my mom did not want to go alone so she chose me to accompany her. Although on the way there I started to regret the trip I feel that I would do it all over again if I could just to see my family once again. The three day trip was not the least bit enjoyable it turns out that I have motion sickness and in the haste of packing and arranging the trip my mom forgot all about me and my car sickness. The whole way there I spent vomiting my guts out nonstop. I got to the point where I could not even hold water down. My mom was worried sick she did not know what to do with me she kept trying to get me to eat but I refused for fear of it all coming back up. But eventually we arrived to our destination even if it was in the middle of the night. My aunts were so overjoyed they immediately welcomed us with open arms. In my stay there I got to see how they lived and made use of everything almost nothing went

Moving away from all of your best friends can be a real tragedy in a sixteen-year-old teenagers life. It’s hard to get up and go eight hundred miles away from everyone you know and everything you grew up around. I had this happen to me about three years ago and it is the largest change I have ever had to adjust to in my life. It wasn’t the changes around me that I was bothered by; it was that I did not know one living soul for hundreds of miles and all I wanted was a friend.     

Growing up as a military child the idea of moving was a custom I had learn to accept. My mindset with each new move was to make the best of the situation and to be the person who takes new chances and risks; essentially being a yes man. Due to this state of mind I had never had a problem making the transition between moves. I had always seemingly been great at making new friends and adjusting to my new life and school, until I moved to Heidelberg Germany. Heidelberg seemed like every move before it except for the key fact that this would be its last year opened.

I started riding horses at the age of thirteen and then quit two and a half years later at the age of sixteen. The nights I spent at the barn for an eternity were not fun anymore, and as the weeks dragged on it became more of a slow torture to participate in those riding lessons. I had so many other things on my mind and separate activities I wanted to pursue, so I decided it was best to throw in the towel instead of money and time for more lessons. All this having been said, even though it was stressful at this point in my life I still didn’t want to leave behind the horses, friends, and of course the memories I had made in this time span. My trainer and I decided the best way to go out was to do the December Barn Show at the Rocking V Ranch,

I’m so sad to hear about what happened at your work, it must be so sad to see such young people die.