“I found a new job,” said my dad; was the worst thing I had ever heard. I was beginning my sophomore year in high school. I had my friends, played sports, and was in the school band. Everything was going great! A month later I got my first boyfriend, which made things even better. I knew I was leaving but I wasn’t sure when, so it really didn’t matter to me. The last day was when it hit me; I wasn’t going to see neither my friends nor my sister (who is attending college) for a long time. That’s when I thought my life was ruined.
We were moving form Washington State to Texas. It was the longest three-day trip of my life, or at least seemed like it. We past through Oregon, continued through the center of California, Arizona, New Mexico, and part of Texas. The lands looked all different from each other. For an example, Southern California looked different than Washington State and Oregon with more hills than mountains and trees were smaller with less woodland. The lands in Arizona, New Mexico, and Texas seemed desert like. There were many cactus plants and palm trees (which I had never seen before), small trees compared to the evergreen trees, and the grass was thick and hard. The most dramatic change was from California to Texas. I was sad the whole trip, thinking of everything I had left behind, that I didn’t enjoy the sights.
We finally arrived in Texas; I thought it was the worst place on earth! Nothing was the same, the climate, land, and even the culture. It was really different than what I was use to. My first day of school didn’t make any of it better; I was alone and knew no one. I couldn’t find any of my classes because to me it was a huge school; compared to a school with four hundred students. Now I was in a school where there are about four hundred students in one grade level!
Months went by and I made some friends, got use to the school, and started to fit in. Then my boyfriend and I broke up, and I realized that long distant relationships don’t last. More months past and I realized that change happens all the time whether you like it or not. You can’t stop it nor control it; you just have to make the best of it. This trip made me a better, more experienced person.
Now I’ve been living in Texas for ten months and I’m enjoying it. I now have my friends and I’m still making new ones. Also I’m in the band and doing more than ever, like music theory, marching band, and All Valley and UIL competitions. I’m trying new things that I’ve never done before, such as motocross, which is really fun by the way. In the end, I turned out to like this place; it’s a good learning experience for me. I still miss living in Washington State, but now I can say that I’ve lived in a different place.
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