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The impact of saying goodbye and actually leaving did not hit me until it was time for me to leave. The thought of having to leave stayed in my mind throughout the night. The thought was so strong that it woke me 2 hours before my alarm clock would. I couldn’t sleep all night. The thought of having to leave stayed in my mind throughout the whole night. My grandma greeted me with a big kiss. I hated when she did that because it always left lipstick on my cheek. But on my last day for some reason I loved it. I kissed her on her cheek and gave her a big hug. I was in a real cheerful mood. My grandma had gotten her hair done and it looked very nice. She also had in a beautiful gold necklace. But I did not notice any of those qualities until my last day in New York, which made me all the sadder about leaving her. All of a sudden the fantasy I had about moving to Atlanta was becoming a harsh reality. I began to feel the intensity and pressure of all my big talk about moving to the south and about being on my own. I had waited with so much anticipation for the day to arrive, and now that it has, I don’t want to leave the comfort of my home. When I had made my decision to move to Atlanta, I didn’t care that I was leaving behind family, friendships, and memories. I was more focused on the future than I was on the past. I just wanted to make it clear to everyone that I wanted to go. When the day came for me to leave, I sat there hopelessly and wondered if I was making the right decision about leaving New York to go to Atlanta.
Approximate Word count = 1198
Approximate Pages = 4.8
(250 words per page double spaced)
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