Personal Narrative: Moving To Mexico

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One moment—that’s all it takes for your entire world to change. That moment came when I was eleven years old. My mom had decided that she, my sister and I would move to another country. I was in middle school at the time so I had my clique, and my life was pretty stable. This meant I would have to adjust to a new school, make new friends, and acclimate myself to an entirely different culture. At first, I was in total shock and did not want to move to Mexico. The United States was all I knew. Yet, as a result of that experience, I grew in many ways that I was not able to anticipate before we began this journey, but which helped make me the person I am today.
One very brief month after my mother’s announcement, it was the first day of school,