Personal Narrative: Going Back To Italy

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I was ready. Going back to Italy for the first time after more than five years. I couldn’t wait to see all my friends and family. Once I had arrived, everything seemed different. The last time I was here, all seemed pleasant. I ran faster than a cheetah chasing its prey, but I suddenly stopped. This time, I noticed how different some people's lives were going. I was six, last time I visited. This time, I was eleven. We went to the hotel, but I couldn’t stop thinking about my perception. We went for dinner, and on the way back, I froze…
While we were walking I saw a group of men living on the streets. Three of them had mental issues, four of them were starving, and one of them was crying. The reason I was so shocked was because how could I have
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The reason this was so shocking was because I never would have thought that someone so successful could lose everything, and then struggle. From then on, everytime someone would joke about situations like that, I would never laugh along. It also changed me because the situation with Carl shows me that no matter how much you have, it can be gone this next day. Always try your best in life. It’s like a game. Sometimes you will win and sometimes you will lose. Carl had lost. Hopefully, that will never happen to me or to anyone else that I am close with. I never realized this could happen, until …show more content…
It still has affected me even more. Everyday, learnings about his struggle, and knowing that it’s not improving drastically. Carl got a new job, and now lives in a very small apartment. I went back to Italy last month, and saw him once again. At school, I would always be thinking about his situation everyday and how he was doing. He seemed a lot to me. What had happened with Carl, will always stay with me. When I have to make decisions in life, I will always think about what will happen afterwards. I don’t want to lose everything like he did. You don’t realize you have something until you lose it, and I will make sure I won’t. For Carl’s