You probably think going over seas would be so much fun and is a great experience. This is what i thought until the time actually came for me i realized I was actually gone and leaving where my child hood started. Not only for a holiday but forever.

I was nearly 11 when my parents told me news that would change my life forever.  On a Wednesday (I can still remeber the day) my parents took me and my brother to a resturant. They told us that we need to talk. Me and my brother fervidly glared at eachother. But this time not out of enthusiasum but a worried, ‘oh no!’ look. We thought we were in trouble. But it just so turned out i had nothing to do with us being in trouble, my parents thought there was a great experience ahead of us. I waited and waited eagerly for them to break the news. Finally there was a long moment of silence and then… “we are moving to New Zealand!” My eyes filled with tears and i tried to hold them back. The first thing that came to my mind was we are actually leaving the place i have known for my whole life. And of course you think that first when your only 11 and leaving your home. I had to start a new school, make new friends, have a new house, and basically start new. I couldn’t bare the thought of leaving! I would have to let go of all my firend, family, and where my memories started.

A couple days before I left, all my friends where crying and in tears. I thought I would have been wishing the day would never come to an end, but instead I was excited. I said bye to my Best Friend. She was crying but i was’nt I don’t think i realised I was not going to see her for 3 years. I just said a simple Bye, gave her a hug and she was off. I didn’t realise I was never going to be living in the same house again. I lived there all my life and we redid the whole house, which took 8 years. Two weeks before I left our house was finally finished! Great! I only had to weeks in my finished house. Eight years of my life was spent in our house unfinished. And finally right before i move it’s done! I loved my house so much and most of my memories were held in there. Not only my house but i was letting go of my school, family, and friends.

Once the day came for moving to New Zealand, I just got on with my day. I basically pretended it was my average day. It wasn’t until I got on the plane that i realised I was ACTUALLY leaving! I never really thought I would be letting go of where my whole life had started. It’s hard to explain this feeling. You feel full of mixed feelings. You have positive and negative attitude, mixed with sadness, frustration, and feeling extremely worried. But, I had a clean slate, new experience, and different life ahead of me.