A Narrative Essay About Moving Away

"Guishugan" referred to the sense of belonging for a person in Chinese language, and for me in the childhood, the tiny television screen with Hollywood movies was the only thing that I could capture a bit of ascription. By watching those dynamic teenagers who shine like the brightest diamonds of the world in the shows of American high schools, I was dazzled by their uniquenesses and ashamed for myself because my poor ability of self-recognition. I excused myself for the reason that I lived in a nation where distinctive qualities weren't encouraged, yet there's nothing to worry out, I suppose, everything would be just as same as the movie portrayed once I land on the solid earth of the United States, like those heroines, the process of discovering

It’s no secret, life is chaotic. As a child, in fact the very second you made your debut in the hospital room, you probably took a great big gulp of tepid sterilized air and began to scream. Before birth you had been infected. The struggle had already begun. Mom and Dad did as much as they could to help you adjust, but the cozy world you lived in would never be available to you. You messed your diaper, you rolled off the bed, and you collapsed in ear-splitting tomato faced hysterics for no reason. You couldn't even get food from the table to your charming little mouth for several months. What is this ferocious disease you have been subjected to? You have been infected with the disease chaos. We’ll call it the law of Adam, because he deserves

nia. I’ve been in and lived in many different states, so moving isn't new to me, it's been apart of my entire life. This one was different, especially with 2 toddlers that aren't potty trained. Now, it's time to get ready for a 4 day ride across country.

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.”

When I was a little kid we lived in Alabama.My dad had a job that involved moving around a lot. When we first moved I didn’t really like it, but I was also going excited because we were going somewhere new. Through out my life till now I have lived in seven different places. I visited many different towns and cities. I didn’t always agree/love moving. So here's my story.

I just found out that my parents are making us move from Florida to Alaska. I feel so miserable. Saying goodbye to my wonderful friends will be hard and sad. I can not believe that we have to move all the way to the North, where it is cold and boring. I am scared that I will not meet any friends. I loved being in Florida, where I can play anytime I wanted to from sunrise to sunset. There will probably be no sunny beaches in Alaska. I’ll probably be stuck in a house while it is freezing and snowing outside in Alaska. I wish I did not have to move.

In 1989, I moved to Dolton, IL with my mom and dad from a little town called Camden, Arkansas. I lived there for as long as I can remember, so moving to a big city was very scary for a little country girl as myself. I didn’t make friends right away because I was the talk and laugh of everybody. I joked about because of the way I talked, walked, dressed, and it did not help that I was fifteen with a baby. I turned away from everyone by writing to my friends that I had left behind. True it wasn’t Arkansas, but it felt good to talk others than being talked about. My friends missed me as we were going back and forth thru mail, and then friends started going to jail, and me writing them was perfect for the company. Because of the writing, it felt

On July 11th, 2016, I had given my mom the worst news. The news that I had given her was that I moved with my dad, who lives four hours away. I've been living with my mom for 14 years so it was very difficult to move away from her. I made this decision because I thought that there would be more opportunities for me and to advance my education. I was happy with my decision until I was on the phone listening to my mom crying. Eventually, I was having a good summer even though I was upset about my mom. I then started summer school to meet new people so I would have friends during the school year. I met some really awesome and sweet people. The people that I had met were from a big city instead of a small town like me so it took me a couple of

“Time to go,” my mom said in excitement, it was the day we were leaving for our yearly family beach trip. “Yayyyy,” my eleven year old self said with excitement. Today was the day I would see my family whom I do not get to see often. As soon as we arrive to Myrtle Beach, I am greeted by all of my favorite cousins, and we begin to catch up with each other. Not two hours later, this beach trip will end with a phone call. “Catherine, pack up your stuff, we have to go home. Pawpaw is sick,” my mom said with a stoic look on her face. So, I quickly pack up my clothes and went to the car. My family is unprepared for the news we are about to receive.

I woke up one morning to a news announcement saying “Stay inside they are everywhere.” Shortly after he said that what looked like the camera man jumped onto the news anchor and attacked right before the cable came out. After that, my dad came into my room with my little brothers and gave me his machete and said: “Pack up we need to get out of here.”After that, we got into his truck with all of his weapons as we stormed across the countryside. I have seen buildings burning down and one of them blew up like a soda that was dropped and people attacked others. The people screamed and were begging for their lives.

Everyday,after that day everyone repsected me. It must had be my lucky day because later that day Hector showed up at my door and said “Prom would be ruff,ruff without you it would be a treat if you were my date to prom?!!” cooed Hector. “YESSSSS!!!!!!” I yelled running up to him hugging him. Then he stated, “The color I want us to match with is turquiose,OK?” “That is my favortie color!!” I laughed. “Good then I will see at prom!” he smiled..

I just left inside your office a yellow envelop with a Master Key to the offices. We did not want to leave our offices open, so we figured we would leave you a master key to open the doors for tomorrow’s move.

The man gets struck in the back with a piece of charred wood revealing Gad’s mother had arrived to rescue him. However, everything crashes down and shatters in this unreal distorted moment. The enraged man rises up and lifts her up by her throat and questions Gad.

When adversity stares people in the face, do they run away from it, or do they have the willpower to fight it head on? James Joyce, the author of Dubliners, at the young age of twenty-three, was able to take note of the struggles and hardships of the Irish people at a time when their once prosperous Dublin city was in retrograde. He took all the emotions and angers that his people had during this period in time, and summed it up into fifteen short stories. Throughout these stories Joyce places his characters into situations that leave them in constant states of dishevelment and agony. Some characters run away from and are left defeated by these situations and responsibilities, while other characters are

2,400 miles away. Almost my whole life I was with you, until the day I moved away. I moved away from the man I loved most, My papa. But through the experience I realized, with a heavy heart, there was no going back, I couldn’t change anything, I just had to keep going on.