Personal Narrative: My Trip To Arizona

Hot summer day in southern California I was born at 1:17p.m. on August 13, 1996 in San Diego. My father was a marine and my mom was a stay at home mom like most of the wife’s of marines. I have three older sisters and one older brother and two younger brothers my older siblings are my half-sisters and brother. My two younger brothers both have a disability Carlos (Ricky) was born in Patterson, New Jersey he was immediately rushed into surgery because he has a heart condition when they had to cut him open and preform open heart surgery. My other little brother Gabriel Jr (Gabe) was diagnosed with autism when he was two or three he still has yet to talk to this day. My little brothers are a big part of my life I love them so much. If I lost one

My family and I went to Colorado Spring for christmas break. We packed up all of our stuff then we put it all in the car. When we got done putting all of our stuff in the car we left we got on the highway. As soon as we got on the highway I took a nap. I woke up when we were in Colorado we were almost there. I was talking to my parents until we stop to get gas. I sat in the car until my dad got done filling the car up. We drove for a little bit and we were in Colorado Springs. We drove to my Aunt's house when we got there I took my stuff in the room I stay in. My cousin came from downstairs and said “Hi ” then he went back downstairs. My aunt put on a movie to all watch together. My grandma was cooking something for all of to eat when the movies was over I went to the kitchen to eat. I went to the kitchen table to talk to my dad. When my dad got done eating We heard a knock on the door we answered it and it was on of my uncles and aunts then my cousins walked in.

I have been on many trips with my family and friends. My grandma and grandpa dave (mema and pepa) have taken me to Texas and Branson, Missouri where I got to do a lot of fun things. In Texas i got to go to Seaworld and in Branson i got to go to shows and museums. My parents have taken me to Texas, Branson, and Las Vegas. In Texas we have some family so we would go visit them and in Branson we would go ride go carts (even though I don't like them) and go to silver dollar city. In Las Vegas we went to an aquarium and a huge candy shop and also got to go see a really amazing show with crazy effects and tricks. I have been on two sort of big school trips. One was to Dallas, Texas and the other to Anaheim, California. In Dallas we went for one of

Waking up and walking on the dried up, hot soil. Having the sun beating on your white face every morning. Birds zooming around the cactuses and singing a catchy tune. This is only the beginning of the best place in the universe, Tucson, Arizona. I have been visiting this place since I was a young child. My great grandparents built this house in Arizona 50 years ago. I have so many great memories.

About a month ago I graduate at Jensen Gymnasium Västerås in Sweden. I had a thought of a road trip in the U.S, so I talked to my friend Elisabeth, who lives in Texas. I asked her if she wanted to go on a road trip with me and she said yes.

I was offered the opportunity to go to San Diego, California from July 4-11th. I was proud to accept, anyways it only a week. Although, It was 1,241 miles away from home which was about 18 hours away. My uncle came over to talk to my mom and give her all the details on what we would be doing. Day one… We would depart from the house at noon and arrive in

Everyone has a different thought when they think about a place they have visited. When I think of California I think about the time I could have lost my life. Only being ten years old and seeing your life flash before your eyes is a scary situation. Ever since that day I have learned to think twice before entering somewhere.

This summer might have been the craziest, weirdest, and funnest summer ever. So first summer started off boring then mom came into my room and asked “you wanna go down to Arizona and visit your aunt and uncle for a week?” I said yes then about a week later we ended up going to Arizona!

After my time in Quebec we flew back to our home in Saskatoon before leaving for Scottsdale Arizona the next day. It was a crazy week, full of long flights, little sleep, and overpriced airport food. However, I would not have it any other way.

It is February and I have just returned home from what is considered to be the greatest convention of gemstones and crystals in the world. This is at Tucson, Arizona, in the southwest part of the United States.

I once had a fear, a fear that could break me down, a fear that would surround my whole body and squeeze the light light out of me every time I thought about it. Alone . . . or surrounded, my mind would subconsciously, repeatedly, irritatingly remind me that Death once said, "You have to believe in God like you believe in the sunrise. Not because you can see it, but because you can see all it touches." ~C.S. Lewis

11th of January 2015 was my first day in Phoenix, Arizona. It all did begin since I've decided to find a new school that combines great facilities who would be productively able to help me get the best education that would look for and marvelous experience as an international student. Arizona State University was on my list of well-located and well-organized universities. I just moved from Indiana State last Spring semester which was quite fascinating and awesome since I kind of hated Indiana because of how boring it was back there despite the fact that I love how cold Indian is. I have yet spent almost 9 months in here, and everything seems extremely excellent in here.

I was filled with wonder as I went to school on a Thursday morning in May knowing that when I was to come home my best friend of 7 years would be there waiting in order to take me to Colorado. Brenna is my best friend that had moved from Belle Plaine, KS to Monument, Colorado over winter break. So the school day went by tremendously slow, it had been the slowest day of the year for me. Every 30 minutes I’d look at the clock counting the minutes and hours till 3:25 in the afternoon. Although when the time did reach 3:25 pm It was like holding a dog back after tossing a treat, I leaped with joy out of my seat, out the school doors, and ran home.

I have had many experiences and examples of a time that I or someone else have encountered something that was different or new. My first experience was moving here from Arizona, many changes were made such as the weather, people, surroundings, schools, etc. I came here and automatically did not like the scenery and some of the people. I most definitely thought it was odd and weird that everyone knew each other. It felt a lot like a western and kind of old country movie and I did not like it at all. Wichita has grown on me though, it is a little boring and I would rather be somewhere else all of the time, but it is not that bad and I cannot really complain.

The road trip to Sedona from Las Vegas was exciting, for the first hour. If I was writing this story fictionally, I would have told you that the five-hour road journey was a blur, in real life it wasn’t. On the US-93 highway, there were to choices look outside or stare at my lap or foot. Neither were exiting. Most of the time I looked outside to see an empty dessert speeding past me. On this desolate desert, there is a terrible problem, there isn’t any Wi-Fi. As I looked outside I thought that I might die of boredom. A five-hour long road journey without Wi-Fi meant no watchable movies nor any playable games. This boredom continued for about five hours.