When i moved to texas it was the greatest and the worst. I knew there was a greater purpose but i did not know how long that would take to find out what that purpose was. I tried to live life as ive done. Go to school, had to finish could not quit now. I was only four years away from my goal of being able to experience the world. The best part was that i knew it was here that i was going to be able to reach my goals. The worst is that i felt all alone. My friends were gone, what i knew was gone. The kids were different. I did not know how to relate. I did not know there customs. So i closed myself and pushed through. I could have shut down but i knew that was not the answer i had to keep going if i was to escape this place. I could not live the rest of my life here in one place. So my dad said we are moving to another town in texas and there i found people i could relate to but i never really opened myself like i did in my old home.
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