Personal Narrative Analysis

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It was the day before my birthday, in the summer of 2011, and we were loading up the moving truck, headed to a new home. I had mixed feelings about it, part of me excited to be in a new place, but that other part of me thought of it all as a horrible thing; I never liked change. Arriving in the new town made me want to turn back time and have another chance to take in all of my beautiful hometown of Charleston, SC. I was going to need a lot of integrity, determination, and even teamwork to get through this barrier, but I knew that I would be just fine. When we finally got settled into my house after a couple weeks, my dad was gone. He left soon after we moved in, because of some work in Charleston. My large family with seven kids (with only

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