“My Life : Leaving My Old World”

        I Miss My Home. My home Is Providence Rhode, Island. I miss my school so much. I was probably about 7 Years Old when I was moving from Providence to New Bedford, Massachusetts in the year of 2007. This move happened because my dad needed a better job and my aunt told my parents there was a lot of jobs here at New Bedford so my parents accepted it and came. From what I remember about my last day at my elementary school, I was inside having fun, until the time came I had my final goodbye’s from all my friends and I hugged my very special friend, her name was Solimar.  I made sure I hugged her tightly because I may have never see her again ever in my life. I walked home with my mom and saw all the rooms all vacant, clear, and white. Whenever I talked and walked you could hear the echo’s and I l felt like I was on top of a mountain yelling out.  

        But then there was a tragedy which happened to my father! It broke his heart and the pain made him feel like he was being cut into little pieces, like when you drop a glass plate or cup and see them covering the ground. I walked inside into the room he was in to see my dad there with his hands and arms covering his bare face. I looked under his arms and I see him crying, I was wondering why he was. All I could hear and see from him was sniffling and crying. But then I got.

I heard my dad conversing with his family about a family member, and I found out he was talking about his dad the whole time crying in tears for his dad, and I was shocked that my grandfather died even though he was really sick not like having a fever but literally sick that he was already prepared to die and my grandfather and the rest of my family members were in Guatemala the only people I really have here in the United States was my parents, sister, aunt, and cousins and that was pretty much it.

But while my dad in pain I had no idea what to do because I saw my dad as a tuff man! So I came and patted his back gently. After a while of that, we were ready to leave and he was happy to, not in pain anymore because he was hoping for a really good job that we could have! The ride from there to here was too long and boring but we did stop at burger king for some food because I was starting to starve to death! Finally we came to our new home and unloaded the stuff we had inside this huge moving truck and started to put it inside our house and once everything was in there, the house was all clumped and I felt like I was in a jungle! The Sky Was Not in the Bright Light it was dark and scary with the night already capturing, Half of the world.

       I woke up the next day and my mom said she was going to take me to my new school I was a bit scared and didn’t want to go at all I wanted to stay home and rest and be with my family, but my mom insisted me to go. We went to my school it wasn’t really that far I really lived like near the school it was just a five or six minute walk. My mom was at the front office and while we were there all I could think of was my old classmates and my best friend. There was music playing around the whole school and it sounded nice! Finally after a while of waiting we get to go to my class and there were students there standing and looking at me, all million eyes staring at me wondering who I was. I got so scared all I could do was stand next to my mom and the principle was introducing. Everyone waved “Hi” to me and I started to feel comfortable, my mother gave me a big hug kissed me and said to behave well. She left and I wanted to run up to her and leave with her but I didn’t. I got my desk and then I felt awkward all I did was give a tiny wave to the people next to me and a small weak smile. They gave me a huge bright smile and a fast wave like they already liked me. But then it was time to sit on the rug and that reminded me of how I use to do that to at my old school. Literally almost everything reminded me of my old school. Then the teacher told me to introduce myself and I did I said my name was Ashley and I am seven, everyone in the class smiled and gave a warm welcome and I smiled back but this time a bigger wide smile and a hearty wave back to my new fellow classmates. I was so happy and glad that I was going to make new friends and have a good time of the year. I go back home and told my mother what a good day I had. But there was just something missing that me feel a little down and that was my home old home at providence, this house I had made me feel uncomfortable here but I knew I would get used to it. Now it is July 16, 2013, 10:45 A.M I’m Thirteen years old and it has been now seven years that I have not lived back at my old home and see my old school at Providence, Rhode Island.

Old School  

Asa Messer Annex

Providence, RI

                                                                                                                          

New School
Alfred.J.Gomes School
(New Bedford,MA)

Ashley L.H.
Roosevelt Middle School