Personal Narrative: Moving To North Carolina

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I was seven years old when my Mom had told me the bad news that would change my life completely. My mom had told me that are family would be moving from California to North Carolina. Well it was hard to take it in because all of my close relatives lived near the west coast at the time and my mom and dad were split up and it was just me my older sister Samantha, my little brother Evan, my mom Saline, and my step dad Robert. So it was hard thinking that I wouldn’t be able to see them as much. Well now it was the summer before me and my sister were supposed to move out to North Carolina. The reason it was just Sam and I was because Evan was are half-brother so he didn’t stay, him, my mom, and Robert were in North Carolina preparing the house. …show more content…

When we first got there I could tell a huge difference in the scenery compared to California. Southern California was hot, dry and like a desert and North Carolina was cold, rainy, and sometimes humid also it was much greener than Southern California. Besides the difference in scenery and climate I didn’t look forward to going to a new school. When I had started school it was hard for me because I was new and shy so I didn’t make that much friends also I had been misbehaving at school. Since I had kept on misbehaving I had to change from school to school while visiting my therapist. I visit my therapist so I could stop misbehaving at school and also to stop misbehaving at home as well. While I was seeing my therapist I was starting to be not as bad as I was when I started school in North Carolina. Now I was staring middle school and I had begun to like North Carolina much more than before when I first moved to North Carolina. Now in the sixth grade I had went to Wiley middle school and I was nervous to start because it was a new school but in a while with the help of some of my teachers I was able to make some friend at school. Also while in the sixth grade I had joined some clubs at Wiley. The clubs I had joined were the robotics club and the Spanish club and when I was in these clubs I had made some friends in

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