Narrative Essay About Moving To Texas

One day after school when I was eight, my parents conveyed to our family that we were moving due to my father’s job. I found this bizarre since we had just moved to our massive house in Fort Wayne, IN about two years earlier. I questioned where we were moving to, and my mother told us we were moving to Texas. This time we were moving across several states rather than just a few towns away. Up to that point in lives, we had lived in Indiana, so moving to Texas seemed so far away and across the country. As we started packing our essentials into our cars, a semi-truck pulled up to our house and four men jumped out of the truck lackadaisical. The movers started packing our various possessions into the enormous semi-truck, while my family continued to pack as fast as we could pack. Therefore, my immediate family was moving to the largest state in the US, Texas, it was officially real! We were leaving our extended family, our friends, and everything that I had ever known in my entire life behind. My life seemed to be over; however, I knew I must give Texas a chance.
At last, we discovered a wonderful house we all loved which was located in McKinney, Texas. We were excited to move from the tiny apartment to our actual new house where I had my own room again. It was a little smaller than our previous house in Indiana, but it was plenty of room for our family of four. This house also had an absolutely astounding pool in the backyard. I quickly discovered that Texas had everything you could possibly ever need or want. I liked that I was able to walk to school due to the close proximity to our house. I could even walk to the library and several parks. Everyone lived close to each other and it was easy to make friends. There was almost any restaurant imaginable in the area and I loved the new variety choices. We enjoyed exploring our new location, as we were like tourists in our own