Personal Narrative: How Moving Changed My Life

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Life is a roller coaster filled with many ups and downs. One minute, you are on top of the world and loving life; the next, something happens that will change your life forever. For me, I had a great life in the small, quaint town of Fitchburg, Massachusetts. When I was there, I had a great group of friends that I hung out with practically every day, and all my family is there. Everything was fine until I moved to Palm Bay, Florida about five months ago. Moving can be a big burden on you, especially when it is three-quarters through your freshman year. Not to mention a thousand miles away from most of your family, and your friends. Most of the effects of moving many times are poor, but there is only one benefit that I can think of. Sure it makes you a stronger person and you meet new people, but the adjustment and change will get to you.
The biggest thing that your parents will tell you is that moving will be an adventure. They always reassure you that you will make friends and that it isn’t that bad. In a way they are right, but not in the sense that its all ok and everything will be what you once had. It does teach you how to be a stronger person. You will meet new people and don’t take as much crap when you experience many different …show more content…

I like to feel at home and feel like I belong. It’s how most people are. When I moved here almost everything was different; the way of life, the streets, the towns, the schools, the people, and the environment itself. When you move like this as a teenager you don’t feel like you are home. For me this is not my home at all. I define home as not just the place you live, but the people that you share that place with who make it home. It’s about the memories, and how it makes you feel. I am sure that things may get a little better from here, but it will never be where I

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