Narrative Essay About Moving Away

I pretend I'm good how to move on when I'm still scared you told me lies that you will always protect me but you used me.

The next morning, we all gather our belongings, pack them in the truck or van and gather in between the two vehicles."Noah was at a camp, just outside of Richmond." Rick says, leaning against the van's side. "It was secure, it had walls, twenty people. Beth wanted to go with him, wanted to get him there." He looks at the ground, putting his hands in his pocket. "It is a long trip but if it works out, it's the last long trip we have to make." He had hope in his voice, desperation to finally find a safe place. "And if it's no longer there?" I ask what no one wants to, but is thinking. "We keep going." Rick nods. "Then we find a new place." Michonne chimes on. No one says anything more. "Okay, let's get moving." Rick breaks the silence. We relocate to our sitting arrangements of the previous night. Carl, Noah and I try our best to get in the most comfortable positions we can discover while moving around. A few minutes later we, as well as nothing to do. I resort to

Back in middle schools, I had many friends that moved away. This included both of my best friends, Drake and Damian. Damian moved away first and then Drake. Those two people never actually met each other. Anyway, Damian was my friend from elementary school to early middle school. In elementary school, we would talk about Star Wars, games, movies, and other things. This was in the old elementary school building, where we didn’t have air conditioning, and we had to use fans to cool us off. When we came in during the winter, it would be just as cold as the outside. When we came in during the summer, it would be just as hot as the outside. I think spring was the best time to come to school because it wasn’t too out or too cold. This building was quite old.

He looked at me, it was so intense. He took a step forward and put his hands on the sides of my face, he held me still, just in case I’d like to move away, which I didn’t. He slowly grabbed my hair with one hand and tugged it, moving his hand down my neck and pulling me toward him. My lips parted and my eyes closed, the anticipation made my breathing shallow and fast. I would have melted if he hadn’t kissed me soon, and he did. The rest of the world was forgotten, I was dizzy and my legs trembled. But as suddenly as the kiss began, it ended. He turned around and left the room without saying a word. Dumbfounded and thrilled at the same time, I stayed were he left me for a few minutes, still feeling his lips on mine, still tasting him.

Was there ever a moment in your life when one of your older siblings decide to move out, and you don’t know whether to be happy about it or depressed? Well it’s happening to me right now. My sister Brooke is at the age where she is ready and somewhat prepared to live on her own. But i don’t think i was prepared for her to leave.

Something was clamped to her face! Straightway her eyes snapped open in surprise. After a moment, she realized it was a pair of hands and lips. Growling with exasperation, she shoved him off of her, onto the ground.

One thing that I wish to never happen was when I had to move away from Pearl. We moved away so me and my mother could live closer to my grandparents. We now live in a trailer in my grandparent's backyard. I miss my friends and my old house a lot. I really wish we never moved to begin with because now I never see my friends since they are so far away.

“Sierra, Sierra, Sierra! Get up! Come on! We need to go!” Thats my sister, Skyler an annoying 10 year old that can’t wait to go to DisneyLand. “Skyler it’s 6 o’clock we’re not leaving till 10.” Is what I say with my mean, just woke up voice, but if you knew Skyler you would know that she always gets her way. I get up from the my bed made out of blankets and the creaking boards beneath me. I go and wake up my grandma. She tells me “Wake me up at 9.” I say okay and shut the door.

The car lost control: and the next thing I remember is waking up with the car on its roof and I was still strapped inside. “Are you okay?” a strange woman asked me as I came to. The smell of burning rubber and blood still remain burned into my senses. In the early hours of April 23, 2006 on a country road, forever, my life was changed at the age of 16.

“So you’re gonna have to stay here okay?” My eyes flitter to the man talking and I feel a twinge of fear because I don’t know him at all.

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

How can you say that you’ve really moved on? Is it okay for you that he/she is with someone, building their memories together? Smiling to each other with a luster in their eyes and holding each others’ hand. Are you still stalking him/her in any social media sites? Missing his/her smell, messages, couple things that you’ve been using together, midnight thoughts that you’ve been shared, dreams that you two are planning in the future. Waking up in the morning assuming that he/she messaged you. Or worse, hurting yourself again, begging him/her to come back without the assurance that he/she still feel the feelings that you still feel for him/her.

I never thought missing someone could hurt so much but the sorrow and darkness is growing inside me, I can think strait anymore the pain is overwhelming every day it hurts more and more and it all started because of one idiotic, stupid man. I can't stop the crash playing over and over in my head as I see my parents burning alive and screaming, calling out my name louder and louder until it all just goes quiet. it feels like it was just yesterday that my whole world was torn apart, every time I see a car my mind flashes back to that day, I should have been helping them but my mind and my body wouldn't move I was frozen, my fear is overwhelming but that was all 1 year ago and I'm still not over it. I am still struggling to even get out the front

When I was six my family made the long trip from St. Louis, Missouri to Forest, Virginia. My Dad’s company that had given my family so much stability after his retirement from the navy was closing. Leaving the place that held all of my earliest memories was hard. I was no longer going to have my childhood friend Jake to watch old Godzilla movies and drink strawberry milk with. My Dad had already made the ten-hour drive a month earlier to start on his new job and to make sure our new house was on time in its construction. So it was up to my mother to pack up our entire house and to make sure that my older sister and I were doing ok with the changes that were happening around us. I still do not fully understand how she did it but my Mom managed

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