Moving To Texas

A lot of people have been moving to Texas , which has cause the lawmakers and the presidential candidates to put a spotlight on Texas. About 5.9 million people have migrated to Texas between 2005 and 2013, from 5.9 million people about 4.8 million of them came to Texas from other states, which means that the last 1.1 million people came from other countries. In other word about 345 people migrate to Texas per day. Lloyd Potter, a state demographer who work the office that provide the periodic snapshots of how the state is growing, stated that more than half of Texas’s population change is from net migration. Meaning that they are more people coming to Texas than the ones leaving Texas. Between 2013 and 2014, the different between the number of people who came to Texas and the number of people who left Texas for other stats was 154,467. Most people who moved to Texas came from California, Florida, Illinois, and Louisiana. In 2013, about 31,499 people left Texas to go to California, while about 62,386 people left California for Texas. People who moved from California about 80 percent of them were born in the United States. And the majority of the people moving to Texas from

There are a lot of fond memories of growing up in Texas because I have spent most of my life here. Texas is a diverse state with many different cultures and languages. The opportunities are as vast as the many different areas of rural and suburban living. There are many different sights to see, places to go, and roads to travel in this big state. Texas holds everything that I love from my family to my friends. My Texas memories include various beautiful scenery, wonderful smells, the sound of music, the blazing heat, and the feeling of being home.

Growing up, majority of the time I was the youngest and shortest out of everyone else, so it was really hard to do things I wanted to do. I didn’t always live in Texas either. Before I moved here a lot happened. My mom was married to my biological father for a little then they got a divorce so he really wasn’t there to see me grow up only when I and my brother got to visit him. A little while later my mom was getting remarried and I didn’t really like the guy at first, but that’s like most little kids trying to adjust to new surroundings. Whenever my mom got remarried we became a military family and I didn’t know until I was older so it really didn’t affect me at the time. A couple of weeks later we moved to Germany. Here’s really when I really got sneaky.

Finally, the main reason to move myself to Texas is my parents lives there. If I move to Texas, I am near to my parents which can increase my moral support and I can feel more attached with them. As the days passes, they are growing older. Therefore I can help them with their health issues and I can take care of them. My parents are retried so i don't need any babysitter of my kids. And my kids can be shower with all love and care of their grandparents.

During the year of 2014, my mom decided to move to Houston Texas. Before even graduating High school I was living the life of an adult, when my mom moved to Texas she decided to give me the responsibilities to stay with my two little sister for about two months. After the two months of stress having to come to school and taking care of my sisters I felt overwhelm and consumed. My Mom then decided to take my two sisters to Houston to live with her, now I am on my own. No words can describe how I being feeling this years, suffering from depression, humiliation, sadness and loneliness. Without my mom support who has completely giving me her back is even more painful. After all that obstacles during my last two years I have learned that is

Imagine for one moment that you are forced to move because of the decision someone else

As many of you are becoming the age when Ohio University allows you to live off-campus, I wanted to give a few tips for what you should keep in mind when looking for a place to live Athens. Houses/apartments go fast and force you to sign a lease within the first few weeks of the Fall Semester. Being someone who signed a house with three girls, whom I have known since freshman year, I thought it would be no problem, since I have already lived with them. I am not a person to confront someone when an issue comes up, but instead let it roll over. Don’t let that happen; speak about what you want out from each individual so things are clear before signing a lease to live with them for the next year. Know your rights when it comes to being tenants,

This move is the hardest one so far. I can’t remember our other moves, so I didn’t know what to expect. My life might change. I don’t know what North Carolina is like. We are moving due to the fact that my Dad’s fellowship is over. Also, moving is just the start.

As we were driving home, I understand why we are moving, but it got me thinking when and where are we moving and who will like me there, because I don’t have that many friends and not a lot of people like me, because I am so much different than them and an outcast. I said to mom that I was ok with moving and she said, “we don’t know where yet, but we are looking at houses with great schools.” I asked mom, “what towns are you looking at?” She said,” we are looking at Eureka, Goodfield, Congerville, and El Paso.”

I’ve never been the “new kid” in school. Sure, I’ve made acquaintance with them when they’ve moved to my school, but I couldn’t ever imagine, and I didn't think that I would have to be put in their shoes. So naturally, this was the first thing I became stressed about. My mom told my sister and I that it would only be for a year and we could stay in contact with our friends in Dubuque through texting and facebook. She had just lost her job and

“How do you feel about moving?” My dad inquired. I had already moved eight times. Even though I couldn’t recollect the first three times, I was sick and tired of moving. The longest time we had stayed in a district was about three and a half years in Beaverton, Oregon. Every time I began becoming close with my friends, I moved elsewhere and tried to find new friends again. The entire procedure was vexatious.

“ Texas is a state of mind. Texas is an obsession. Above Texas is a nation in every sense of the world.’’

My mind was clouded as I slipped down the street, dodging other people who seemed to flow around me almost as if I were invisible, a mere stone diverting the flow of a rushing river. In a way, this ignorance helped me, soothed me. In another, it ripped apart my already fragile mind, sending the voices within my brain reeling with criticisms, fortifying my decision like the bookshelves I stacked against my bedroom door as a child, trying like hell to keep the demon in my mother away from me. At the thought of my mother, the burn scars along my shoulder blades twinged, and I shook my head violently to get the voices to shut up. My

I never thought it would happened. My mother’s hands were trembling in mine. The beautiful face I looked at was covered with pain; tears like a broken pearl necklace, cascading down from her black eyes. Her eyes was deep as an ocean, that I couldn’t see anything in the bottom. Gazing to the her, my heart like being ripped into pieces until I could hardly breathe. She shrinked on the chair with her curls black hair spread on her shoulder, pity but beautiful, as a withered rose. Maybe it was just a dream; Maybe it wasn’t true; Maybe, and maybe. I ran through all the possibility in my head, tried to escaped from this reality. But none; none of it could released my fear. When I looked at the emergency room, my heart was beating faster and faster. Like a losing child whom afraid himself would never found the way home. Tears weren’t falling down from my face, but from my heart.

“How does it feel to finally have friends?” Cate smirked as I looked over at her.