The Box: How Czar Changed My Life

From the ages of 8- 14, I lived in a very volatile home. Coming home from school, I never knew if it was going to be a quiet day in my house or if the entire house would be engulfed in screaming. I dreaded the weekends, that meant that everyone was going to be home. Everyone home meant that things could easily go up to flames in just a millisecond. I tried my best to never be home, I would spend the days with my friends. I knew that when I got home there was a 90% chance of everyone fighting. One day in the summer of 2012, things got too heated, and my mom finally decided to move. We packed up everything in a few hours while my stepfather was at work. We moved into my best friend’s home for a few days until we found an apartment within the school district to move into.

I moved here when my parents found a better job, my dad had gotten a job at USCD and my mom had changed fields wanted a new career. Moving to San Diego cause me a lot of strife. I hated all the kids for being shielded from the world and the struggles I grew up around. I traded

Now, I have moved all over the country, although this time was enormously different. I was there for four years and made some pretty talented friends forever and picked up skateboarding. I thought I was living life there it was the best.

My mom and her boyfriend at the time, would continue to argue nearly every day. It got to the point, to where I tried running away from the apartment multiple times, of course, I never succeeded. At the age of 10 I experienced fighting between my dad and step-mom. In the beginning I thought it was only a 1-time thing. But as it continued, I realized it wasn’t. Me, having to deal with fighting before, stepped- in to break up the fight to protect my siblings. The fights were always verbal, but I didn’t want my siblings to witness what I have had to many times before. I would take my siblings downstairs, my little sister being 3 years younger than me, and my brother by 10 years. I hoped it would at least help them, instead of developing a corrupted

We found out about my mom finding a better job a few months before the end of the school year. We planned on moving soon after my sister and I got out of school for the summer. We were all pretty devastated that we had to leave Vero Beach, Florida. It was pretty much the only home I ever had, except for the year or two I lived in Fort Pierce, Florida, but that was when I was only one and two. After that, we moved to Vero Beach. For the next seven or eight years, we lived in Vero Beach, till we had to move of course. Soon after we found out about my mom finding a better job we began

When I was about 11 years old I moved to Canton Michigan from Las Vegas Nevada. It was a dramatic change in my life. Not only is it quite a distance from Nevada. But there was also a different outcome that were made from the people to the weather and not being able to see my dad anymore.

It was June of 2013 and I was in my room cooling, watching “Good Luck Charlie”. My mom came into my room saying that she was ready to move out of New York. Obviously I did not want to move out of the city I was born in. My mom never liked living in New York, so she always thought about moving. So the plan was to move in August. Time went by and I was thinking about what North Carolina would be like. I really wasn’t thinking about the friends I was leaving in Brooklyn, that never crossed my mind.

By the time we actually moved, these expectations had become the newest part of my personality. Force a smile and do not tell anyone how much you actually hate Arizona and everything about it; the dry heat jokes, the snowless winters, the lack of extended family, everything. The worst part of the whole situation was that I was trying to stay involved with my friends back home while they were moving forward with their lives. I was stuck in the past and miserable because of it. I slowly but surely learned that I was happier when I was making friends in Arizona while periodically checking in with my old friends than I was when I was trying to ignore everyone in my new home state. I would consider that the turning point from my childhood to my adulthood. I went from acting immature, childish, oblivious, and obnoxious to being mature, happy, and responsible. Without this move, I am not sure when or how I would have ever made this necessary transition to adulthood. Although my freshman year was hard because of the move, looking back on it now, I am extremely grateful for this experience, which gave me the shove I needed to finally grow

There is change everywhere in the world; every minute, every second, but this change hit me hard. I was living an ideal lifestyle in Long Island. I had plenty of friends and my family lived near by. I was on cloud nine. That all changed in an instant when I came home from school one day and my parents announced that we were moving to Texas.

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,

As of now, I’ve moved six times, however the most memorable place was Chicago. Moreover, the reason why my family and I moved from Boston to Chicago was due to my dad’s promotion along with the surrounding schools. Before moving to Chicago, we used to live in Boston and the environment of both places are completely divergent in terms of the personality of people and how. Likewise, given a short notice, it took awhile to adapt to the environment because the decision of moving happened suddenly.

It was a rainy day with grey clouds filling the sky when my mom told me, "We are going to move to Fresno." Those few words shocked me for days, I did not think we were going to ever to move again. I had grown attached to everything in my life in Los Angeles. I was going to have to step out of my comfort zone and get accustomed to new surroundings.

My family moved from Garden Grove to La Habra at the end of first grade in order to be closer to our water store. It took me a while to adjust to my new school and every day I ended up talking to a new group of peers.

In 2009 my family and I moved from Chicago to Dubuque. I was 6 years old when we moved to Dubuque and it has really help me to be who I am today. My family and I packed up our bags and got on the road to Dubuque. The reason we moved to Dubuque was because of my dad's work. My dad works at Bodine Electric Company as an accountant. I would say it was a really emotional move but I was only six and I probably didn’t really care. When we got to Dubuque we checked into the Grand Harbor hotel/waterpark where my sister and I had some fun in the water, after that we looked at some houses and eventually chose the one I'm still living in today.

The idea of moving to a different state or country can be terrifying for most people. I know for me it was. I was born and raised in New Jersey and had a decent job. Life was going great for me; at least that is what I thought. I had a lot of friends and family that had been around me my whole life. Moving away from all of this was not an option for me, until I got married and had children. By the time my daughter hit five years old, I was rushed to make a decision that would change my life forever. I had to decide whether I wanted her to go to school in New Jersey or Key West. This meant leaving my friends and family behind, and somehow depriving my children from growing up around their family.