I was about seven when I moved here. I remember my parents talking to me about moving a few weeks before this actually happened. My grandpa had died about a year before, and it had always been his dream to move up here, but we could never make his dream come true. A few months after he died, we all started talking about moving, except me. I didn’t want to move, nor did I even want to think about it. I loved where I lived, and I didn’t want it to change. I grew up in that house. It held all of my most valuable memories with my family, but it seemed like they didn't care.
The school I used to go to was Mason Eagles School. I had many friends there. I loved my teacher and my classmates. I lived in Temperance, and I loved it there. Before I moved here, I'd never even heard of Hale. One day when I got home from school, I saw cardboard boxes everywhere. They were all stacked on each other, right by the door. When I looked out the front door, I realized that there was a U-Haul moving truck. The U-Haul truck was big and white with the words U-Haul in orange on the side.
I went outside and looked inside it. There were more boxes in there. At that moment I knew we were going to move, and that all my most valuable memories were going to be left behind. My mom came out a few minutes later and told my sisters and I to start packing the stuff in our room. I shared a room with my two sisters. My sisters and I started to pack. We had a lot of toys and just other random things. After we were done packing we told my parents. My dad and mom marked toys on it and then they put the box in the truck. The next day we drove four hours to get to our new home. Before that happened, my teacher knew I was going to move so she planned to do something special for my last day there. However we moved earlier than I expected. Instead of doing something special for my last day, we just did what we normally do. The only thing that happened was that at the end of the day, my teacher and all my classmates said bye. I was still grateful they even did that, they didn't have to do anything but they did, they took time out of their own day just to say bye to me.
I didn't like it here at first, and I was really nervous and scared to come here, but then I got used to it. I even made friends here that I would never want to leave. I'm so grateful we moved here. I soon got over the memories I lost because I made new ones here. If I had a choice to go back to Temperance or stay here, I would choose here. I learned that moving isn't too bad once you get used to where you moved, and you should be grateful if you move, even if you don't like it there at first.
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