Personal Narrative: Living In Ohio

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“James, we’re moving to Ohio.” The mere thought of these words now still gives me a twinge of anticipation even after 5 years of living in Ohio. I still remember the moment my father told me this life-changing news. I was 10 years old and sitting in the backseat of my dad’s car on the way home from my cousin’s house. I still remember how I stared dumbfoundedly out the window at the brown landscape of the Southern California hills rolling past, just trying to comprehend what I had just heard. I thought of all the friends and places I would miss, but I never considered the new experiences and opportunities that would await me in my new home.
When I first landed in Ohio in the middle of winter and got off the plane in the 30 degree weather I was definitely surprised. Not that I had never seen the snow, but I had never planned to live in it. The fact that I did not know anyone or anything in the surrounding area did not help much and my first few weeks were boring to say the least. Because of the way the semesters lined up for my old school and my new one I was set to have a six week spring break, so like any naive 12 year old I was ecstatic. What I learned about halfway through week two is that you run out of stuff to entertain yourself fairly quickly when you are stuck by yourself. Those first few weeks of no substantial social
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I still remember the many odd occurrences I faced on that first day. I took a math test on material I had not thought about in months, I took an english test on a story I had not read, and I had the ordeal of where to sit at lunch. I can still think back to how I just anxiously stood in the entryway of the lunch room looking for a place to sit. Eventually I did find a place to sit and I met some great people, through my efforts of trying new endeavors and finding new experiences I was able to establish a life for myself in