Creative Writing

MY CRAZY STORY ...

Growing up for me, I haven’t had a normal childhood. Every since I was a little kid, me and my family has been moving a lot. Throughout my life until now I’ve been in six or more different schools, but when I was 12 my mom decided to send me to my aunt in Australia. That was the hardest thing I had to do, to leave everything I had and knew, my friends, my family and my possessions, it was really hard.

I remember the day my mom told me that she was going to send me to Australia, to live with my aunt. It was on a Friday, right after school, I just got home and right then she tells me that “we need to talk.” So in my mind all I could think was “what did I do this time.” I had no clue that she was going to tell me I was going to move. I sat and we started talking, well she started talking. She told me that how her job required her to go around places and that she is not going to be home a lot. At the time it was just me and my mom in the house. My mom and my dad got divorced when I was just a little kid. After a while talking she tells me that she tells me that, she has to send me to my aunt, her sister to Australia for a couple of years. When I heard those words coming out of her mouth, I was very surprised and shocked because I was not expecting that. After she told me I was mad at her for a while and told her “how can you do this to me all my life is here.”

After two days, she told me I had to pack my stuff because I was going to move by Friday. I was very sad and angry at the same time; sad because I was going to leave everything I had my friends, and everything I knew; angry because of my mom, I just kept thinking how she could this out of the blue and she didn’t even gave me time to prepare or nothing. That night I started packing my stuff, as I was packing my stuff I was crying, just thinking about my friends and everything else. Around nine or ten I finished packing my stuff and went to bed.

On Friday I woke up early in the morning, around 5 or 6 AM. My flight was at 6 PM, so I woke up and called my friends and told them to come over to my house so I could say goodbye to them. Around 9 AM all of my friends were at my house and we were all reminiscing about the crazy things we use to do and just having fun, even though I was smiling, I was still very sad in the inside, just thinking about leaving them. Around 3:30 PM was one of the worst moments of my life, that was when I had to say my final goodbye too all m y friends, it was very hard and emotional for all of us.

After that horrible moment, I put my luggage in the car and left my house to go to the airport. It was just me and my mom in the car, the ride was awkward and quite because I was still upset at her for doing this to me. When we got to the airport, I unloaded all my stuff and went and sat until they called my flight, as we were sitting there my mom turned to me and started crying, It was very hard for me to see my mom cry so I started crying, it was very emotional. After 20 minute or so the called my flight so I had to say my final goodbyes to my mom. As I was walking to the plane, I was in tears.

That experience was one of the worst experiences of my life for me because it was a really hard thing to do, just to leave everything i knew and to just move to a new place, it was very difficult.  But my time in Australia was great and I do not regret going there because I met new friends and had so many experiences good and bad, mostly well. Overall I had an awesome time in Australia. It was a hard thing to do at first but it wasn’t all bad after that.