...…Taking away something I’ve known for all my life, gone... What seemed to be a scary dream, in which I cannot awake from. I had lived in the same place practically my whole life. The school I went to was great. I knew everyone, and everyone knew me. I had lived there for 13 or more years, so I was very comfortable with my surroundings, and how things were turning out. Well… On a late Friday night at the end February, that was all about to change. I distinctively remember that night pretty clearly. My parents were gone majority of the day, and I was home watching my younger relatives until they returned, so I could go to my friend’s house. I got a text from my mom around 5:30pm saying, “Be home soon, and bringing home dinner.” When I received that text I was excited that I would finally, after a very long wait of what seemed to be hours upon end, see my best friend. Little did I realize, that wasn’t going to happen. They walked through the front door and then exclaimed, “We need to have a family talk.” Being as eager as I was, I just thought to myself, “I don’t care, I just want to get out of here.” That mood was a drastic change when they said the first sentence at the dinner table. “How would you guys feel if we moved?” My first initial response was just in shock. I had never really thought of that topic before for a very long time. It never occurred to me, because I knew I was not the only one who was very pleased with our lives there. My only question I had for my parents...
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...Six years ago, I was living in repetition. This was abruptly interrupted by my mom who asked if I wanted to move to Hong Kong. Without hesitation, I shouted “Yes!” I knew nothing would stop me from moving once again to another country. As soon as I received the green light, I threw my belongings in boxes and was ready to embark on the next chapter. Embracing change may help an individual adapt, by allowing them to feel apart of a new community. However, change is not for everyone. One may feel homesick, ostracized or even develop a mental illness. Packing is just another task I do often. This time was slightly different. Not only did I have to pack clothes and the necessities, but I had to pack up my life. The small trinkets to the large furniture, everything had to be accounted for. Although packing can feel like a daunting task, it fills me with joy every time, because I know am one step closer to a new adventure. Whether I only have to pack a weekend...
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...When your senior year is coming to an send and you are getting ready to venture off to college, it can seem intimidating. High school is a safe and familiar place to most people. This makes it hard to think about moving away to college, which is new and unfamiliar. There are a few differences between the two, but nothing that can not be overcome. One major difference in college is that you have to manage your own time. You don't go in every class five days a week, so that can make it harder to keep track of your work. In high school you homework that is due the next day, but in college you have assignments that can be due a whole week from when it is given. Learning how to manage your time and not procrastinate is probably the hardest battle...
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...spent wisely. It is definitely a life changing event that morphs a child into a young adult, experiencing the real world. Moving away to college is what helps people mature because a person is isolated from the world they once knew and are experiencing what it is like to be free of any rules. People who want to succeed and make a great deal of money when they graduate, focus on what is important and do not take their new freedom for granted. Being alone and away from everyone, a person does not have to be the loser in high school anymore, they can be the president of the chemistry club and have a numerous amount of friends that have the same interests. College is different from high school and gives people a chance to be who they really want to be, they do not need to conform to the social norms expected of them when in high school. Getting a chance to be who a person really is matures them....
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...Moving Away To be perfectly honest I don’t remember exactly what day it was that I first figured out I was moving, but I remember the feeling. My parents had called me down from my room with grave expressions on their faces as they told me, and my brother that we were moving to Iowa. I was first in disbelief thinking this was some kind of cruel joke, but the punchline never came. There was a sinking pit in my stomach as I the truth revealed, and I ran to my room crying. Soon we put our house for sale in December, and we drove to Dewitt, Iowa to search for a new home. We started with our first house, but instantly disliked it. We moved onto two more houses, and still had no luck finding a house that suited our needs. The realtor than told...
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...It was summer of 2011 I was probably riding my bike or swimming with friends when my mom called me to come inside because it was getting late and it was time to eat dinner. My mom had the kids sit down and we talked about Maryland then my mom mentioned moving and my stomach had dropped. At that point I was thinking about my friends and family I would be leaving, and the fact that I had just finished signing up for my first year of tackle football a few weeks before. After a few days of being silent, upset, sad, and angry all at once while ignoring my parents I had decided there was nothing I could do to stop my family from moving even after hours on hours of begging. Within days of finding out we had already started packing and moving boxes on top of boxes into the big yellow moving truck....
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...Daniela Escudero Eng-101 Prof. David Schleicher Narrative Essay 5/27/2014 Moving to America Transformed My Life In the past I came across many changes but leaving my country was the toughest change in my life. I had to learn how to live away from people I love and how to start a new life in a new country. Immigration is a life changing experience; learning a new language, adapting to the culture and lifestyle changes are all strenuous things that were thrown at me once I became a part of this country. Even though moving away from my family and friends was a difficult decision, it changed my live for a better. It taught me how to deal with change, how to become an independent and responsible person, and how to feel this country my home. I never imagined living in another country. I remember as it was yesterday when my mom said, “Daniela, I know you do not want to leave Colombia but I have to take you with me, you are my youngest child and I will not let you here” I started arguing with her, saying that how she could do that to me when I already had plans to start college and that I was happy in my country but at the end I gave up and decided to come to America. It was February 10th, 2010, when I left Colombia and was forced to leave my friends, my grandmother, my school, my language and culture to move to this big new country to start a new life. As I took my last look at my home, I remembered all the fun times I had with my mom and sister and friends...
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...it you are in your twenties I’m sure you are going to have some times where you’d like to bring a date back home, no way you could bring them home to your parents, that would be so embarrassing. An apartment has so many benefits this has to be the right choice. But what about the high rents, and stacks of bills, heat, electricity, water, cable, Internet, the money keeps flushing away when you decide to stay out on your own and get an apartment. Plus cooking meals for yourself every night, you can’t imagine how difficult this actually is you have to go to the grocery store and buy food and then learn to cook, it’s not as easy as it looks! You are out of college now you cant live off of ramen noodles and take out wings and Chinese. Unfortunately you actually have to eat real meals it’s a little frowned upon not to at your age. An apartment isn’t sounding so good after all with all of the bills and rent and cooking, plus you have all these student loans do you need even more responsibility. But then again an apartment is necessary at your age. You could never move back home, or could you. I’m moving back home. The dreaded words everybody graduating college hopes they never have to say. Or at least they think they don’t ever want to say. Home with Mom and Dad after college what a dream come true. There’s no way you can tell your friends or the people in the office you live at home with your parents. And girls forget about it all hope is lost if you move back in with your parents...
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...The world has a habit of lecturing me that I need to “live in the moment” and “appreciate my family and cherish my values” like it’s a new concept. Everyone knows to be thankful for the moment, but it gets hard to do that when the moment keeps oozing away in the first place. That’s what get’s me frustrated. I keep thinking that I just want there to be a big red pause button. Have you ever just wanted to pause time itself, but keep it going as well? As if the moment keeps going, but never ends at the same time? A big red pause button for a blissful limbo. Except that’s not possible, so we as humans have developed a second-handed way to replay a moment again and again in our mind - memories. I never manage to properly remember, though. There’s always a face that’s faded or the way the...
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...I could not sleep. I was ready and prepared to leave. I was done with my parents. Done with shouting, munching noises, and overall uncomfortableness. Staring at the ivory ceiling, I pictured myself with friends on the beach of Bali as the soft white sand tickles our feet. For the first time, I would go on a trip without my family. As I silently went over my packing list for the millionth time, I slowly fell asleep. Yes, goodbye to embarrassing family trips. Growing up in a second-generation entrepreneurial family, parental affection was an issue. With a father constantly traveling between continents and an overly strict mother, my childhood was not filled with warm embraces and bedtime stories. I was loaded with extracurricular activities since kindergarten, from piano to drawing classes to Chinese calligraphy. These were "jobs" to me where I was required to sit for hours on end, trying to fulfill my parents' expectations and bearing reprimands when I failed. Love was a distant word, and family vacations seemed meaningless because of the uneasiness that filled every moment. This time, travelling was different. With a flexible schedule, I was able to visit places that my parents would never go. From flea markets to acrobat shows, my friends and I diverged from tourist attractions to experience local life in Bali. I also encountered a trapeze team that performed nightly shows at our hotel, and since then, my life perspective had somewhat changed. It was almost midnight, and my eyelids...
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...Just a few months ago my best friend moved away. We were not expecting to see each other for four months. I had a difficult time not having her around and was depressed for the first few weeks she was gone. Weeks had passed and my sadness was starting to leave. Then one day she came back to Pennsylvania to surprise me. That week at school I had loads of homework and numerous test to go with them. Along with the overwhelming amounts of work there was also a tough week of volleyball. Our team was preparing for a big tournament. Once Friday of that week came around I just wanted to go home and sleep. Instead of sleeping my mother made me clean our house, and to not make any plans for the weekend. She had been acting so unusual but I...
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...Without hesitation the words flowed out of my dad’s mouth as if he was letting out an enormous breath, “ i am leaving you, i found someone new “ those eight words struck my mom like a bolt of lightning. The few moments between then and my mom with her back against the door were a blur, it all happened so fast. My dad began to grab my mom’s appendages to pry her away from the door knob, my mom didn’t budge. “ nadia, go lock all the doors!” the fatigue in her voice was layered with fear. I ran to the back door and locked the bottom lock, then the middle and fumbled with the chain because i had trouble reaching it. Running like the speed of light i went to the garage door and locked only the bottom and ran to the front of the...
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...Georgia didn’t know where the neighbors were. Maybe they were hiding away in their houses, scared. Who knew. She didn’t have time to worry about them right now. To her surprise, the cop car skidded to a stop right in front of her house. Georgia waited, thinking it would be better not to drive away right now. But her instincts were telling her to just drive and not...
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...his mother and his eyes is gazing all over her body. "Mom trow away the condom. I want to fuck you bear back and shoot my seed inside you! Beside, protection ruin all the fun. You don't mind if I fill you up, right?" Martha thew the condom on the floor. Some part of her knew this is socially wrong, but Martha's mind struggle to rationalize -why she needs to agree with David. "It's fine, I suppose we can do things without protection. The chance of me getting pregnant today is high, but it's a not a guarantee. I'll just keep my fingers cross and hope I don't end up pregnant." Even though she agrees to fuck her son without protection. She gives out an uncertain look towards David. Her mind struggle, she know this isn't about risk anymore. Especially when she's in middle of her cycle and there's an ovum residing deep within her uterus. Just the thought of her own son's sperm fertilizing her oven with the same family-genetics, sicken her tremulously. David push the tip of his cock in his mother's vagina and grin evilly. "Mom, I'm going to fuck your needy cunt. Any last words?" There's a terrified expression in Martha's face. It's too much responsibility to have another baby, let alone bear her own son's child. "Mommy not safe, I don't think this is a good idea, David." Tears flowing down her cheeks, as she spoke. The fearful expression on his mother's face, only arouse him further. David slam his cock all away to her cervix and rested comfortably there for a few seconds before...
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...Hayao Miyazaki attained global acclaim for both Princess Mononoke, released in the United States in 1999, and Spirited Away, released throughout North America three years later. These films are clearly products of the same visionary; each film presents a protagonist of strong will and sound ethic and, in each case, he or she is forced to embark on an epic journey. Both films were very successful in Japan; however, although both were critically acclaimed in the United States, only Spirited Away saw continued box-office success. In order to explain the disparity between these films’ earnings, I will discuss the different approaches, which these films take, to the theme of duality. Naturally, the idea of a double nature is unsettling. However, whereas Spirited Away addresses this theme in a way that invigorates and provides closure, Princess Mononoke leaves the audience feeling uncertain. In order to understand the disparity between these films’ earnings, one must examine not only thematic differences between these films, but also patterns among high-grossing films in the United States. In other words, what are American audiences looking for, which Spirited Away offers and Princess Mononoke does not? When reviewing the history of box-office successes in the United States, one becomes aware of an unfortunate truth: that there is little correlation between what viewers recognize as ‘good cinema’ and what they will pay to see. So what is the formula for a box office success...
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