Personal Narrative: Land Of Opportunities

Tomorrow I was fifteen when it all began; the laughing, taunting, teasing, the confusion. It wasn’t always like this. I used to be happy. Flashback My father, Daniel Wong, got promoted as the director of Lee Law Firm in America. We were all thrilled, my mother Liza, had desperately wanted to move to this so-called Land of Opportunities. “This would give you and your brother a better future,” she exclaimed as she packed her newly bought UCLA sweatshirt. We lived in Tuvas, Xinjiang, China. It’s a small town where everyone knew each other. “But I don’t want to move! I like my life here!” My brother, Luke Wong, complained. My brother is a total extrovert. He’s loud, lively, and seems to get along with everyone around him. He’s the complete opposite of me. “Stop whining and accept it like your sister. Blair! Come down and help me pack!” my mother yelled. The car ride to the airport was short and we began our journey to America.

Open your textbooks to pg. 348…” Ms. Rulehoth instructed.
1 Month Later P.E was my last class of the day. I ignored the snickers around me, as I grabbed my clothes and changed in one of the bathroom stalls where no one can make fun of me. Everyone was in their own cliques, gossiping with one another. But all of them glared at me in disgust when I came to the field I was beginning to get used to all of the hateful stares, so I just stood in my numbered spot. “Today, we are going to play dodgeball,” Coach Dee announced. Groans were heard around the room as Coach Dee put us into teams. Ugh… Dodgeball was the perfect way for people to “accidentally” throw a ball in the wrong direction and hit me right in the face. By the end of P.E, I was hit tripped, pushed, shoved, and elbowed. My body was aching and bruises were forming. “Hah! Did you see her face? It was priceless!!!” Hailey Gee, the queen bee of my school A.K.A my #1 tormentor sneered as we entered the girl 's’ locker room.
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