Personal Essay : Moving Into A New House

I moved into a little neighborhood, with a lot of the houses looking the same. Most of the people who did live in the neighborhood were older citizens, with little to no amount of kids. So I was sort of relieved that I didn’t have to meet new kids, but also disappointed that I had no one to play with. It was in middle of the summer, so I wouldn’t go back to school for a month or so.

eighth grade, and I was terrified. Having lived in one place for 12 years, it

I went on to high school there my life did make a complete change this time all the friends that I did end up making in middle school went on with me to high school. In high school I learned many thing about writing and communicating with others. I now knew

Like many people I went through high school with the same group of friends from middle school. We were all extremely close and acted like family. Upon graduating, we all realized that we wouldn’t see each other as much, especially the people that went to LSU, ULL and Emory and even LA Tech. We had lost those close-knits relationships we formed for over 7 years. Many people would be upset over this but it showed me who my real friends were and they are my new-found sisters in the sorority I joined and my best friend from sixth grade.

You might have a lot of close friends from middle school that you are transitioning to high school with, but people change. Be careful who you share your personal business with. You don’t want everyone in school to know what is going on in your life. If you keep to yourself and everything you do isn't public knowledge you most likely

People often hear or maybe seen on the news of houses being broken into. We do our best to protect ourselves and our families from the unenviable happening. We have locks, we purchase alarm systems and other forms of defense to keep strangers out and our possessions in. When I woke up on Tuesday, April 6th, 2011, I never imagined someone would come inside of my home and ramble through my things and take from me whatever they wanted. If I could have seen into the future, I would attempt to change the minds of the guys who broke into my apartment.

Packing up a lifetime of memories and relocating to an assisted living is a big step. As with any move, there comes some second guessing as to whether the right decision is being made and the stress of what to take and what to leave behind. So, the one thing that should be least of your worries is the actual packing process and the safe delivery of your treasured belongings. Here are a few tips to help make your move a smooth and stress-free transition.

When my dad and stepmom began talking about moving, I didn’t think much of it. They had moved a lot, so I admit I wasn’t really worried about it. Where they were living then, was my favorite out of all the places they had lived because it was right down the road from my mom’s house. It was easy for my sister, Kelcey, and I to go visit our dad, stepmom, and little sister, Kyra. We could literally just walk, before I had a car, over there almost whenever we wanted. But, that changed when they started talking about moving again.

Hello everyone! Welcome to our first meeting for the production of “A Solid Home”. I am very excited about what we can create together and I want us to be able to get started right away. For this production, our guiding concept is going to be “Death can be livelier than life.”

When I was 8 years old my family moved to whidbey island and I had to change schools. The whole social dynamic was different at south whidbey elementary school then it was at the school I had previously attended in seattle. Going from the city school to a rural, much smaller school was a hard change for me. I did not know where and how to fit in; when before at my old school I was outgoing and had many friends. Here I began to withdraw into my own world and had difficulty making friends.

Going from small to big is not easy, especially when you don't know what "big" is like. When I found out that my Dad was getting re-married, I guess I didn't know exactly what to think of it. I didn't really know what "being in a mixed family" or "having step-parents" meant. I remember thinking of Mindy as a really nice person, however, I had just recently met her, so I didn't know what to think of her. Now, I was going to move in with this new family. Not to mention, moving to a town of just over 2,000 residents to a city of about 120,000 people was very hard for me. I didn't really know how to adapt to this new type of city. Through this experience, I went through many hardships. However, I truly do believe that said experience truly changed me for the better.

When I was eleven I moved into a new house because my last house had a stalker problem and my parents decided they didn't want to bring my siblings and I up in that type of enviorment. We lived in a rather "woodsy" area, not many people around and far away from the town. My mother, worked usually from 9-8 on week days and my father the same. The week that will haunt me forever. my parents decided to take a trip up to vist some friends and family for the weekend leaving my older brother, Devan 17 and my younger sister Juliet 8 alone. As it being in a small town, word spread that they were going all the way up to toronto, a place not many people around have ventured' out to. As the work week came towrds a end, I noticed a man walking near our property.

I am in high school now (9th grade) and a lot has changed over the years. I had friends that I was forced to hang out with and some that just grew with me and now we are in same school or classes.

“The House I Live In,” a movie that explains the war on drugs from multiple perspectives from addict to enforcement and lawmaker between.

Home is the place one spends more time in their life and share special moments with family. Where one expects to live permanently carefree and feel protected under the roof of their house. One day I want to have a home that makes me feel well and where I can be safe and happy. The purpose of this essay is to illustrate the decisions I made about designing my future dream house.