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Personal Narrative: Moving To St Charles Illinois
It was a bright and sunny day in the town of Bozeman Montana and we wouldn't know it yet but my dad was going to get a call today that we were to be moving to St Charles Illinois. Were he would become a new assistant manager there. And once were to get there and settle in we would make many new friends and have a great time in our new home and town.The first thing we looked into before we moved was a new house to live in when we got there. So my family and my grandma we took a car trip down there to look at some house in the nearby town of Geneva IL. It was a long trip around twenty hours to get down there and we had to stay in many campgrounds. Along the way we got to see new sights and states that I haven't been to which was a really great …show more content…
One perk was that we were only less than a mile away from school so we could walk to it.After deciding on our house we made the long haul up to the house we were currently living in which was a two level red house with two rooms but a couple extra one for office space and play rooms. We had to start packing because we would move there in a couple months. We pack every day taking breaks every now and then and we were loading up the moving van with the big stuff that needed to go down to IL first. We had some help loading by my dad's boss Greg and some of my other family members but on the day we were working it started to rain. It rained really hard and even hailed and we had to cover up our items with tarps and while moving the couch my dad leg got hurt which was bad. After the storm we finished packing up and made the trip down to Illinois.Once we got to our new house we started to unpack the two trucks with our stuff. It was a little sad to see that some of our glass mirrors and other stuff broke but in the end most of our stuff made

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