Write A Narrative Essay About Moving Away

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“It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me - said all at once” (Lang Leav). The last time my father saw me I was fifteen with nothing but skinned knees and smiles. It’s hard for me to talk about - it’s even hard for me to write about. I’m at a loss for words. I don’t even remember saying goodbye. His absence left its mark. The dinner table is much quieter. There is more room in the coat closet. There is less laughter. Some nights I still find myself waiting for him to get home from work and sink back onto the couch with a sigh of relief and a grin that consists of nothing but absolute contentment. Other nights I stay up wondering how many years it might be before I see him next. But even on the nights where I don’t think I can keep…show more content…
My uncle was kidnapped and brutally murdered by the Paramilitaries before I even knew what a funeral was. My father was threatened and pushed down a flight of stairs before I knew why the sky was blue. I never had the luxury of growing up slowly; I never had the luxury of forgetting. My family quickly made the decision to move to the United States. I still remember the way my father would talk about moving here, the way his eyes would light up. Once again he made the best out of a difficult situation and decided to take advantage of everything life was offering. The United States, plentiful with possibilities, soon became our…show more content…
His absence was a challenge that I did not think I was capable of overcoming. I had never felt so alone. School became more difficult, my relationship with my mother took a turn for the worse, even my mental health began deteriorating. On the days where I couldn’t get out of bed and my eyes would never really stay dry, all I needed to feel okay again was to hear his voice, even if it was over the phone this time. The gentle words seemed to grab me by the hand and lift me up out of the bed sheets that seemed to weigh tons. His calm voice was almost as comforting as one of his “bear hugs” that I had always pretended to hate. That’s when I realized that I was never going to be completely alone. It was like the day that he taught me how to ice skate. At first, he would skate right in front of me, holding my hands and guiding me the entire time. Then came the day when I had to skate alone. I was afraid, but I was prepared. All the times he held my hand and all the times he told me I was capable of anything, stuck with

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