Personal Narrative: Moving To California

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My mother already established that on July 8, I would be moving to California. It was scary yet exciting. Everybody always talks about how California is the finest place to live, but I never really felt the same. Nothing seems better than the life I already have here with my good friends and family. My feelings were put aside because plane tickets were bought and next thing I knew, the moving truck was parked outside of my lovely house, waiting to haul my belongings in. It was time.
The tears were inevitable. I gently flattened each letter, took in every word, and tried to pull myself together, knowing my brother beside me was going through worst. As the plane shook, so did his hands. I glanced over and could tell that the paper was written