The Start of Dread “Guess what, we’re moving.” Those are the words most kids hate to hear. Fun and happiness are a lot of children’s demands on a little “Bucket-List,” that they have in their so far terse life. Moving is what drives many to be depressed, anything could happen to a scant kid. Comfort won’t help those in need, and many might find a new brio to search for. That’s what happened to me, affecting emotions and adding downdrafts along the way. My mom tried to voice the words of doom to me easily. It wasn’t easy. I savored my comrades back in the rainy state of Washington. I had a blast with them, and they made me chuckle to myself out loud. When my mom spoke her concerns to me, I fell into my own pool of sorrow, like I was …show more content…
I loved my room. I went to it when I was in need, when happy, and, it was a tragedy leaving that place in the house of dread for a long time, or worse, ever. I went back to the car, tears in my eyes, and we drove off, off, and away. The drive through the states was fun, but depressing as well. We stayed in Montana for a day with my mom 's friend and my friend and they were going to move with us, so they joined the “Happy-Time-Fun-Time” crew. We also went to South Dakota, and went and observed Mount Rushmore, which was amazingly awesome. All I kept thinking about was leaving the blue house that 's not yours anymore forever. Kansas City. I loved the city, with its colorful attractions, and its sports teams. But Shawnee, that 's different. I thought this place was boring, dull, and all,a terrible place. My dwelling. The house that lived on a new street, the first ones to move here, and in a duplex. My living quarters were petite, and I hated that. The first night I slept there, pretty bad, kept dreaming about Washington, and I would be awake for hours, sweating. The school was also bad, didn 't know anybody, never had a locker, I felt like doing nothing, alone, quivering. The next few weeks were even worse. I still didn 't know anybody, and it felt like I was disliked. My mom found out and started to get over-stricken with worry. That’s when she told me that I might have
grew up in Chicago, Illinois, a beautiful city surrounded by violence and controversy by the media. I found things more simple when I was kid growing up here, there wasn't much to worry about but as I got older things became more complex here. The sounds of the " L "' or as you know it as, The Train, and the roaring sounds of cars passing by my house made me feel alive while growing up and as a matter of fact still does. You could wake up in the morning and see the vibrant blue skies being pierced by the skyscrapers and see other kids playing ball or riding their bikes. When it was summer time I would play ins sprinklers or go downtown and play in the fountains with my family. Of course, like most big cities I had to watch my back while growing up because you never knew what somebody was up to. It's weird really growing up here because you never know what's going to happen next , wether it's a good thing or a bad thing. All I can really say about growing up in Chicago is that if I had the chance to redo it, I'd do if a million times.
This could make the child or young person frustrated because they are being torn away from either their favourite place or even their friends, when a child or young person moves away they may feel lost or scared lonely or even anxious this could possible end in depression and the child or young persons behaviour in nursery or school.
This physical transition can have an emotional impact on a child as they may be moving away from family and established friendships to an unknown place. They may be worried that they won’t ‘fit in’ and make new friends. They may grieve for their old
So far in my life I have moved eight times and been to twelve different schools. I’m not talking about just moving houses. I’m talking about eight times, packing all of my things and moving to a whole different state. In all this I have learned the most important quality that anyone needs to get through all of the hardships and changes in moving. That quality is courage.
Moving from Texas to Wisconsin was a hard to do. The people were more diverse and never had problem with another race. For myself it was simpler in those days at Texas. I had lived there for the last 13 years, moving is hard to leave a place that is known so well. My mind was going crazy, was panicking because being the new kid at the school is something doesn’t want. As all this is happening, have to endure the school year, which my parents bought my school supplies with my older siblings. ready for a whole new experience and having the idea of what the people are like. Each week in August school was getting closer and closer I didn’t want it to start. I’m also in the 7th grade and not the most mature person I knew at the time. Everything leading up to the start of the school year was crazy, and when it happened to be the last day of summer, the mind was ballistic.
Moving far away from family and friends can be tough on a child at a young age. It has its pros and cons. One learns how to deal with moving away from the people they love and also learn how to deal with adjusting to new ways of life. Everything seems so different and at a young age one feels like they have just left the whole world behind them. That was an experience that changed my life as a person. It taught me how to deal with change and how to adjust. It developed me from a young boy into a mature young man.
My grandfather was drafted to be a medic in Vietnam 82nd airborne. One day he sated that he was with one of his best friends going out to check for wounded. He said “ I nudged my best friend and asked if he was read only to turn around to see that, half of his head was gone. Have you ever cut a grapefruit in half? That is exactly what his head looked like.” In this traumatizing moment my grandfather explained that in War there is no time to have grief; that you do not have any time to comprehend what just happened. He proceeded to tell me that War wasn’t about saving your friends because you have to save yourself.
Walking From Boston to New York I thought that we would never win the battle against the British. I couldn’t believe that I was going to go to war with the British. The British had so much more experience than we did, There were some people who didn’t even have one bit of experience with weapons. Surely, I was nervous about going to battle. The whole time getting ready I thought about how much I’d miss my wife and our three children Lilia, Bethany, and Lucas. I thought to myself one day I won’t have to write to them, I can see them and tell them stories about the war. Right now all I need to think about is battling the British and surviving at the same time. Therefore, When going to battle being intrepid we
I moved to Yankton, South Dakota when I was 6. I moved from Kearney, NE. I was really excited to move into a new house and a new town. Yankton is smaller than my old town it's also farther away from all of my family. For the most part I like yankton, most of the people are really nice. Since there is nothing to do in Yankton besides shopping around town in little stores, or going to a movie, or even going to dinner, or just driving around, my favorite thing is going to the lake and the bridge. There for my favorite part is definitely the lake. I love the trails and the beaches and everything down there. It's so peaceful and beautiful it's just a great place to get away. I like my school too, I mean sure it has its ups and downs but in reality
It was pouring rain the day I moved to Tennessee, which reflected exactly how I felt on the inside. One week before my Junior year of high school, my parents decided to relocate the family six hours away from where I’d lived my entire life—a decision that was not supported by all those involved.
I remember the smell, the sounds, the taste of blood. I remember seeing my comrades fall beside me, the sting of the cuts. The numbness as I fell alongside them, the sadness, the tears. The price of war, I believe my father said that to me before he died. I remember being lifted and carried, I remember a laugh. Then I felt my mind slowly becoming numb, and soon my mind was consumed by the darkness. Like a wildfire it spread from the farthest of places, destroying everything in its’ path. It was over, the war was lost, hope gone; at least until today….
I had went from a good girl to a bad girl. I would get in fights for no reason at all. I did get suspended but never got expelled from school. I love going to school but it seams like every time i try to do good, their was some girls meassing with my plans. By the time i turned 14 i find out that im pregnant. I didn't know what to do, or how to tell. I tell my best friend her name was Jordan. We were friends since fourth grade. I tell her i'm pregnant and that i was scared. I decided that i was going to hide it from my parents. Come to find my friend Jordan, was pregnant too. She was dating my brother Luis, she was far along than i was. Wen i was almost 3 months pregnant, i decided to tell my parents. I was really scared to tell my dad, i knew my mom wouldn't make a big drama about it. But my dad it seam like he wanted to choke me. The time pass and it was almost time for me to be due. My mom made me a baby shower on November 03,2008, it was the biggest baby shower i ever went to. I got a lot off gifts for the baby, the shower lasted on till one in the morning.On November 05,2008 i delivered my 6 pounds 2oz baby girl Ana Perez. Every body and me were glade she came out healthy.After my dad was mad, he now loves my little girl. He treats her like his own daughter, and she loves him too.
Packing up your life and belongings is a difficult task to do. My family lived in Apple Valley, MN, until the week before my 7th birthday. My parents told my younger brother and I that we were moving to Hastings, MN. I had no idea where that was as a child. I was excited about this new experience. I have always been interested in travelling. When we arrived in Hastings, it was nothing like my old town. I knew nobody, all I knew was that I lived in the middle of the woods. Moving to a different town isn’t just about the new house, it is also about making new friends at a new school, and living a different lifestyle.
My room has many characteristics of which I share; it has many pictures that I have taken, about my friends or other interesting things that I have found. It is the only place that I can make my own, I can be creative and decorate
My favourite rooms is my bedroom. I love it because it is the only room in my house where I can lock myself away from the rest of the world. After a long day, all i want to do is go up tom my cosy bedroom and either listen to some mellow music, or lie down, unwind and watch a bit of T.V or maybe even a relaxing film.