Personal Narrative: My First Day At Elkhart High School

In addition, dealing with familiar people was way less stressful than setting up myself into totally different place and meeting new people, which peaked my fear of the unknown and raised so many questions in my head. Thus, when I first moved I did not feel any sense of belonging, rather I disliked the transition as it made me feel lonely. Of course, a large move like this one had a significant social impact in my life. Thus, I decided that I should overcome all these barriers and deal with all my fears.

And I also remember the day, when my parents informed me that we were moving. The plan was to move out from the clustered city of New York, and shift into the suburban setting of New Jersey. As a young child, I was startled and not sure if I was ready to be able to commit and abstained the thought. The thought of leaving my friends and the place where I grew up in all my life, irked me emotionally. With a new city, came a new house and a new environment.

We didn't move far from my old home. In fact, my new house was only about 30

Moving around from town to town happened quite often when I was younger. I always mirage living in one house my whole life and never having to know the feeling of leaving good friends behind. The move from Michigan to Illinois was definitely the most arduous. Elise, one of my best friends, had been with me from the first day I walked into Rummer Elementary to when we were crying on my porch the day before I left Michigan three years later. I expected this to be the last time we saw each other. I had done this enough that I realized she would move on or the six hour drive would keep us separated till we eventually gave up. My mother promised me it would be different this time, I thought she was only trying to keep me from becoming an misanthropist,

January 2015, I moved to Bothell, Washington from Kirkland, Washington. Moving to a new city means moving to a new school. I did not like that idea. I already had a bunch of friends in Kirkland, I couldn't just leave them out of the blue like that. Plus, it was in the middle of the school year.

My first day at Bennett High School was on February 4, 2015. I had previously communicated my intention to be at Bennett HS for my orientation that day to Mrs. Gina O’Kussick. At 8:30am, I got to the school and introduced myself to Mrs. O’Kussick with whom I then spent the next 10 minutes discussing and finalizing my weekly schedule. I decided to observe her next class in order to familiarize myself with the students and class atmosphere.

My family and I were moving from Boston, Massachusetts to Houston, Texas. My Dad’s job was relocating to Houston, Texas because of better resources for the company. I was going to have a new house, new friends, and a new school. Everything was going to be new and different. Sadly, moving is not as fun and exciting as it seems. It’s as sad as a kid without candy.

The first time I moved was from Manchester, England to London, at the age of eight. Honestly I think I was purely confused about the entire experience. For about a week these men would come into my house as I went to school and when I came back boxes would have appeared out of nowhere and other boxes would have disappeared. I thought that these men were stealing my things from my room so one day I decided to pack my backpack that I was going to take on the plane. Instead of lightly filling it up, I shoved every single toy or object that I “could not live without” and nearly burst the seams of my pack.

I was not surprised when I was told we were moving again. Moving from place to place was something I accepted into my life. My mom always had a good reason to leave and start a new adventure somewhere else.

When recalling my high school days at Center Grove High School, I can’t really recall all the various kinds of drugs which were used around the school. I know that tobacco, alcohol, and marijuana were the drugs most would talk about. While the tobacco could be down played do to the fact that some were old enough to use it, I can still recall times were I have found what looks like “dip” spit in either the toilets, and even in a sink once or twice, with the occasional cigarette smell as well. With the other two, I can’t really say how often they occurred in or around the school due to me being in a special program which kind of kept those involved away from the rest of the school unless it was for electives. When comparing what I can remember,

My first move was very rough moving away from everything I knew, to a whole new place I don't even know anything about.It took me a long time to know how to get around our city. Now I have to learn an entirely new place. It was everything I ever really knew, and then having to start over from the ground up . But, I guess it might be easier since I am a bit older so I might come to even better understanding of my surroundings. So we decided to move to Ohio, so we stayed in a camper in Logan,Ohio till we found a house to move into. It was different living in the camper we had no internet,no cable,and it was quite secluded.I guess you could say we were camping,but it wasn’t too bad.I got to read a lot of my books and take quiet walks it was very

Dean looked back at Sam, seeing a little smirk as he made a whipping motion with his hand, the distinct. “wa-psh” Sounding through the echo-y space of the bunker. Dean scowled at his younger brother.

The first time I moved, I was a young teenager that was fresh out of middle school and enjoyed the crowded New York City streets so much that I never left for more than two weeks at a time. The only time I did leave New York was for vacation, but all of that was about to change in

So.... What are you doing here? It's not that I mind I just haven't seen you since we were kids " Asher asked still confused. "I came here to give you this" Dean hands Asher the katana "what for?"

When I was young and arrogant I really didn 't like staying in one place, i 'd always liked being adventurers and getting out of my way to get out to have fun. But one day when receiving the news that I wouldn 't be living in the same area anymore, something called “moving” was just repeating in my head. I couldn 't figure out where, I started to picture negative things in my head because of me not knowing what this word. I started to think about negative images and thoughts about it. Then all of a sudden I started to snap back into a conversation with my parents and older siblings.