Reflective Essay: Moving To The United States

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How would it feel to be taken out of a familiar place and dropped off somewhere new? The first time I moved to the United States was a terrifying, yet insightful, experience for me. In the end, I learned that not all change is bad. On May 2008 in Red Deer, Canada I was in the school bathroom crying. This was the last day I would ever see any of my peers again. As a child, I was friends with anyone and everyone, boys and girls alike. I was very sociable and always friendly. Which was something my parents took pride in and my teachers adored. Although I was sad to be leaving, I had proudly told the whole school that I was moving to the United States of America. This was a big deal because everyone has heard stories of how great America and

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