" The day I was moving" by Amanda Gutierrez

Since I was three years old I lived in Costa Mesa, in an apartment. The thing I loved the most about liveng there was that I got to go the park almost everyday because it was just across the street. I remember that I would always play there for hours. As morning came one day I woke up and so did my mom, as a routine I would always eat breakfast with my mom and we would head off to the park, but this day was different. My dad was not at work and my sister was not at school, but I didn't really care of course because all I wanted to do was go to the park. So I pulled my mom's shirt and she said that we were not going to the park today because we had to pack our things because we were going to move to another place. So as they began to pack I began to cry because all i heard her say was that I was not going to be able to go to the park anymore. Then I began to think of how I would miss going to the park everyday and swing on Ralph. Who is Ralph you may ask, well he was my favorite swing. I would swing on him everyday. Just the fact of us moving and some other kid using my swing made me angry because trust me when I was little I used to have a sharing problem. The other thing that I was going to miss was the fact that I wouldn't get free lollipos from the ice cream man because he was my dad's friend. I remember that I would always wait for him outsiede my apartmnet at 2:30 and that's when he would give me my candy. But what I was looking forward was that my mom said that where we were moving there was a much bigger park and a bigger playground. As I thought about it i knew it wasn't going to be that bad because like my mom said what's the whole point of learning new things if you don't explore new places.