My Experience Of Moving To America
In early February of 2007 my mom, my twin sisters, and I got our visas. Five months after my dad, who lived in Anaheim, California, United States, decided that we should move with him to Anaheim, California. My mom and I did not want to leave Mexico, but my eight year old sisters did not mind moving to America. I did not want to move because I was afraid of losing my childhood friends and my old lovely grandparents. My mom and I decided not to leave that year; however, my sisters wanted to move with my dad to America. They wanted to move with my dad because they had only seen my dad twice in their eight years of life, which were during their third and fifth birthday parties. Few months after my sisters moved with my dad to the United States
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The two hour drive seemed like five like five minutes because I was reliving all the excitingly amazing and wonderful adventures that I had with my friends. When my uncle announced that we had arrived I looked out the window and saw a plane taking off, it seemed to be like a thousand feet long. As we arrived to the airport I thought of going back to my safe house. However, once I stepped inside the airport the thought of going back changed. Although, I was excited about going to a new country and making new friends, part of me did not want to leave my childhood memories behind. As I entered the airplane I began to wonder if I would be able to make new friends in what would be like a new world for …show more content…
I wake up from my sleep as the airplane is starting to descend. Once again I look down the window and see things that look like ants on their way to their home. Once the airplane descends more the ants looking things start taking the shape of cars and trucks driving down the freeway. Finally after just about five minutes the wheels of the airplane hit the ground and the captain of the flight gives the news that we have landed safe and on time. While we are waiting for the captain to tell us we could get off I start thinking of the things that might happen in my new
The two hour drive seemed like five like five minutes because I was reliving all the excitingly amazing and wonderful adventures that I had with my friends. When my uncle announced that we had arrived I looked out the window and saw a plane taking off, it seemed to be like a thousand feet long. As we arrived to the airport I thought of going back to my safe house. However, once I stepped inside the airport the thought of going back changed. Although, I was excited about going to a new country and making new friends, part of me did not want to leave my childhood memories behind. As I entered the airplane I began to wonder if I would be able to make new friends in what would be like a new world for …show more content…
I wake up from my sleep as the airplane is starting to descend. Once again I look down the window and see things that look like ants on their way to their home. Once the airplane descends more the ants looking things start taking the shape of cars and trucks driving down the freeway. Finally after just about five minutes the wheels of the airplane hit the ground and the captain of the flight gives the news that we have landed safe and on time. While we are waiting for the captain to tell us we could get off I start thinking of the things that might happen in my new