Personal Narrative Of My Family

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I waited for the black truck to arrive at my door. I never knew my aunt, uncle, and cousin, and now they would become my new family. However no one could really replace my real family. My Mom, Dad and younger brother got into a car wreck. I was the only survivor. My heart still aches from the experience. To make matters worse, I would have to leave my home in New York to go and live with my closest relatives in the country. My emotions and thoughts were acting like they had been put in a blender. I was happy that my extended family was willing enough to take me into their care, I was sad because I would have to live away from my home and friends. Everything will be different, nothing will ever be the same again. In the middle of my thoughts I heard a voice. It was soft, and kind. Little did I know that it was my aunt who was calling me. She had lovely brown, curly hair. And chocolate brown eyes that were filled with kindness. She resembled my mother so much that I couldn’t hold back the tears. As I cried my aunt pulled me into a loving hug and told me everything would be alright in the end. When I stopped crying we packed my things and drove for miles. After driving in the middle of nowhere I saw a house. It was not small, but not large either. I got out of the car and went inside. Their on the couch was my cousin. She had brown hair pulled up into two braids, and the same eyes as her mother. She looked so much like me that we could be sisters. She approached me

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