So, I found out at the beginning of the year that I was moving during the summer, but it wasn’t verified until a couple weeks ago. I’m not too keen on moving, especially now that I’m in high school, because I have been living here in Venezuela for the past seven years of my life; as a fourteen-year old that is already half of my life spent here. I would like to say that I really have no country to really call home, being an international student who hasn’t lived in my country for twelve years and all, but Venezuela has started to feel like one in the past couple of years. I am always the girl who sees friends come and go while I stay behind, but growing up here has made me treasure the friendships with those who have stayed with me since the first day I got here.
I don’t want to move, so unlike my sister who is excited for the new opportunities that lay ahead of us, and wondering about the new friends she will make once we are overseas. She is already willing to leave everything we have built here in Caracas in the dust while she makes way for the new experiences that lay ahead. I do not want to move, but it isn’t really my choice here, and saying that I wish I could stay here enough to graduate high school would be rather selfish of me seeing as my father will have a better contract from our new home.
My dad says we are moving to Cincinnati, Ohio and I am excited to go there because I have visited many times during the summer and really like the place. Unfortunately he says that the school we are going to doesn’t regularly have new students, so I am curious as to what that experience will be like. But anyways, in the meantime, I will enjoy the rest of my time here in Caracas.
Sincerely,
Me
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