Personal Narrative: Moving Back To Indiana

Moving from the South to the Midwest was a huge change in my life. For my whole life I grew up to the southern hospitality and the tang of salt in the air since the beach was always less than 5 minutes away wherever I lived. Now I moved to a place where they flip you off to say hi, and the closest thing to an ocean is a sea of grass that seems to go on forever. Although I am now adapted to the change for the most part, it took me awhile to break in to the social norms of an average Midwest kids.

Just recently, I found out I was moving to another state. Knowing I have to leave everything behind was awful. I was halfway through eighth grade, starting the second semester, and I was doing great. My grades were all A’s and I was happy there with all my friends, Amber, Marianna, and Makayla. Our house was decent, my sister and I both had our own rooms anything I would ever wish for. My dad had been promoted to another job, where he was going to get paid more than what he was currently earning. It was an amazing opportunity for my family. I was glad for my dad, but I still felt bad for myself.

One of biggest unknowns I have faced in life would most likely be the time I moved to a different state for the first time. I was from a particularly hot state and that state was Georgia, to a colder state up north which was Indiana. Even though I live in Georgia know I am originally from Indiana and I moved from there when I was 2 months years old. I remember this summer because there was a heat wave that summer and my mom, my brother, and I were staying with my grandma who didn't have A/C.

Imagine yourself on a road trip to a place where the weather is different and the places are new to you. In a place where you only know family and no one else. A feeling like no other, that’s what I felt, knowing I was going to live in this new place.

Relocating from Florida back to Arizona was quite the journey. We went through terrible weather changes and and other dreadful like things on the trip. On the day we took off to board the greyhound we found out that the train had been experiencing some difficulties performing like the rest of them, but we had been told that the problems were fixed and that we shouldn't be worried. So we trusted in this man and what he had told us and i see now that was a big mistake, so we boarded the train took off our bags and we were all excited and could'nt wait to get back to see granny the rest of the family. Finally the train took off and the journey began I took a seat and felt relieved and calm but at the same time I felt uneasy and i just couldn't

The most difficult time i have faced was when I moved from Texas. I was born in San Antonio, Texas and I lived there for about 6 years. San Antonio was so much fun just because y enitre famly lived withing 10 minutes of each other. Then, we had to move to Midland, Texas, that move was not very hard just because i was so young so i was not ery attatched to things and people around me, besides my family. We lived in Midland for about 4 years after that and it was my favorite town. The people the energy of the people there was so awesome I loved it. Then one day we got the call that had to move again. We were already pretty far from our family and so to learn that we had to move even farther was devistating. So thats when we had to leave the state

I really don't know how to say what I am going to say. But I'm going to try the best that I can. I am really thinking that me taking the Grand Rapids store was a bad decision for me to make. A lot of it is because of the pay. Over the last two or so weeks I have paid more in gas than the raise that I was given. So right now I am losing money going to work. If I would have know it would have been anything like this I would have turned it down. I would have loved to move to Grand Rapids but there isn't any places for me and my family to move to as of right now. The earliest a opening was coming was sometime in November and that wasn't a guarantee that I would get it. And I am not in the position to wait that long. The ones that they did have

My mom wanted to move to Indiana and my dad wanted a cat. My mom didn't want to take Shadow on the long drive, so we ended up giving Shadow to my dad. My mom and I moved to Indiana. When we got here I still really wanted a cat and really missed shadow. My mom got me a surprise that we still have today! She got me a new cat named Sylvester! He is a short haired tuxedo cat. I remember getting him and being so happy I had another cat.

I had just gotten my driver’s license. I felt I had everything perfectly made. I was on the high school basketball team, led the praise band at church, had great friends, and had just gotten a car. Then one day, my dad came in and surprised us with news. “I am being transferred to North Carolina

Welcome to the course Kyle, thats quite a break you had from from. But you took the right decision returning to school. There are several veterans out there who make the mistake of not pursueing a degree after service, and thaat usually comes back to bite them.  I think moving back to Indiana is a good idea. Since I am close to graduating,  I have been prospecting  what areas in the U.S, has  strong job markets.  Indiana, happens to be one of those locations.  Especially  since this last year or two, the job market has been good in Indiana, especially when compare to the numbers from  neighboring states. I believe you have a solid plan for your self and family good

Once upon a time my family and I took a road trip to Indiana to visit my grandparents and cousins. We always had the best times up there, but one in particular haunts me to this day. When we visit we always bring our dogs with us, and this particular time the neighbors had gotten a new Pit bull named Tank. Tank was the cutest, most determined little fellow, and that chilly day in November he was determined to meet our adorable miniature schnauzer Rosie. Tank had gotten out into my grandmother’s back yard eight times that day trying to get to Rosie. But that eighth time he escaped is a memory I will never forget. My cousins and I helped my grandma corral the aroused Tank so she could grab him and return him to his yard. By the time we got him

My starting place in life was a quaint town that most people never even heard of and where I am now currently is a step above from there but I would enjoy going to a larger city where there is always something happening at a turn of a corner.

The trip I never wanted to happen then never wanted to end is over. I shut my eyes and in that moment all I could do was cry but that didn't change anything, I believed it helped though. Heading back home one less person then we came with, the car felt bigger now, but our family felt smaller. No one was really talking, no one had anything to say. By this point Connie and I are both on our phones watching Netflix and my mom is reading, I couldn't tell you what they were thinking but I was just trying to distract myself. All of a sudden we slow down and pull into a gas station parking lot, we have a flat tire...great. Waiting and waiting. Having to take all of our stuff out of the back so we can get a spare tire and then having to wait around some more. It's on! We are on the road again! We drive home slower now because we are driving on a bubble but all I want is to go home now. After we drop off Connie we are that much closer to being home….I want to change now that the front of my shirt is now gross from crying so much. We pull into the neighborhood. I see our house. We are home! It's the end of what is still too this day the worst trip i've ever been

When I was in the third grade I had a friend named Taylor; we were like sisters. We did everything together. Our mothers kept us together. But one day she told me they were moving. I didn’t believe her because she was always joking around. When I asked her mother about it, she told me that it was true. Me being a kid, I asked her if I could come with them. She laughed and said, ¨I don’t think your mother would let you leave.¨ She told me that they were moving to New York. I knew it was far, but I did not know how far exactly. So I said okay and went back to play. Taylor told me that she was going to be coming down every summer to be with her grandparents. So I wasn’t as sad. I went home and told my mom that I had lost my sister. She just looked at me. She had already talked to Taylor’s mom and agreed that I could go to New York for winter break. That made me happy. I went to school a few weeks later thinking I was going to see my sister, but I didn’t. She was getting ready to leave. My mother took me over

I was heart broken because Mom had finally convinced Dad to move back to Canada and it was in my 17th year just when I was sitting my Highers, the Scottish exams to say you had graduated from High School and madly in love with Philip. We sold our beautiful house and had to live with Dad 's Aunty Rose in a one bedroom house. All four of us and Aunty Rose living in a one bedroom house. What a nightmare. Aunt Rose and her neighbours loved to gossip. They preferred my sister, Talida who was “so much like, dad” and they hated me “ so much like my mom” It was because Mom and I were outspoken and unwilling to put up with their crap and Talida and Dad kissed their asses. One day after school, I overheard my Aunty Rose and her