Personal Narrative: My Migration To The United States

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To begin with,I was born in Uzbekistan my family moved to the U.S when I was 6.When I came here I had no idea where I was I didn't know a word in english. After a year or so I started to actually speak english.As years past on I got better and better and so did my brother I think he was 4 or 5 when we moved to the U.S but we did go back to uzbekistan to visit every year. Further, another brother came he was born in the U.S I didn't want another brother I wanted a little sister but I never got one but I grew up and I thought it's not so bad having two brothers but they grew up too then I changed my mind. I realized that it wans that bad so i'm ok with brothers. I live in cleveland it's not the best place to live but there are friendly people here. I moved to cleveland last week I used to live in illinois but my dad found a better job here.I didn't want to move I loved where we lived but we did move. I have no friends here well I do have one here name is sae young i´ve only talked to her once and that was on the street.

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