... that I had only known of through soccer tournaments. Although it seemed as though this experience was the worst thing that could ever happen to me, I can now say that my feelings towards the move have radically changed in the past five plus years. The people I have met here and the experiences ... I would miss the town I had lived in for so long. The move took place at the closing point of my travel soccer season, and the second half of my first semester in seventh grade. Saying goodbye to my friends wasn't nearly as hard as it was to say goodbye to my soccer team and my best friend, Kyl...

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... something I had been dreading all summer. I went back in the house to say goodbye to my family. The first one I said goodbye to was my dog. She's a big fat dog with a wrinkled face that spends most of her time lying around the house and eating. The look on her face was so casual. Realistically I knew she didn't know what was happening, but I told myself that she didn ... the tears from coming. She hugged me and told me how much she would miss me. I tried to leave before she could see how close I was to breaking down as well. I jumped in my car, turned the ignition and backed out the dri...

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... at the same time. I didn't know much about the "college experience" and what I did know (or thought I knew) scared me. I pictured hard classes that I wouldn't be able to keep up with, people that wouldn't like me, long hikes to get to my classes, and horrible food. I couldn't imagine leaving the security of my own room, my own stuff where I want it, my friends that ... . The worst part about it all was that I felt like I was the only one that actually thought about this. I felt so immature and childish for actually being scared to come to college. After I thought I wouldn't be able to ta...

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... at the same time. I didn't know much about the "college experience" and what I did know (or thought I knew) scared me. I pictured hard classes that I wouldn't be able to keep up with, people that wouldn't like me, long hikes to get to my classes, and horrible food. I couldn't imagine leaving the security of my own room, my own stuff where I want it, my friends that ... . The worst part about it all was that I felt like I was the only one that actually thought about this. I felt so immature and childish for actually being scared to come to college. After I thought I wouldn't be able to ta...

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... at the same time. I didn't know much about the "college experience" and what I did know (or thought I knew) scared me. I pictured hard classes that I wouldn't be able to keep up with, people that wouldn't like me, long hikes to get to my classes, and horrible food. I couldn't imagine leaving the security of my own room, my own stuff where I want it, my friends that ... . The worst part about it all was that I felt like I was the only one that actually thought about this. I felt so immature and childish for actually being scared to come to college. After I thought I wouldn't be able to ta...

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... at the same time. I didn't know much about the "college experience" and what I did know (or thought I knew) scared me. I pictured hard classes that I wouldn't be able to keep up with, people that wouldn't like me, long hikes to get to my classes, and horrible food. I couldn't imagine leaving the security of my own room, my own stuff where I want it, my friends that ... . The worst part about it all was that I felt like I was the only one that actually thought about this. I felt so immature and childish for actually being scared to come to college. After I thought I wouldn't be able to ta...

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... happened. On Adam's first day of school all the kid's made fun of him. When the teacher asked him where he came from his answer was America. It was really hard for Adam to explain to people that he really didn't come from any one place but that he had lived in several places. He decided ... by and finally a telegram was sent to Adam's house. His mother was afraid to read it so Adam read it out loud to his mother. The telegram stated that his father was missing in action. Before Adam knew it, the military was moving them to the mainland and he was going to have to say goodbye to Hawaii a...

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... do again. I went people watching and found myself on top of a bridge and I felt powerful knowing that what my actions are can determine a lot. It's hard to understand, I wasn't planning on doing anything, I'm not upset I just felt powerful. I don't think I have a lot of power. I go to school because it's what my parents expect of me. Ever since Patrick and Brad have begun speaking ... life, maybe it has always been an unrealistic idea. Maybe I wasn't enough for her. I think that it's entirely possible I was trying too hard to create endless infinities between us, just so we could be inf...

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... "Hurry up and wait". I sat there for what seemed like weeks, but for my wife, I am sure it felt like minutes. The time came to load the buses, and it was also time to say goodbye, quite possibly forever. Many people would think of Afghanistan as a dangerous war zone, but not me, I was ready for action. After a few days of travel, eventually ... have any of my belongings and had no idea what happen to the rest of the Stryker. A couple days went by and I was released to the TBI Clinic where I recovered. Although upon arrival to the clinic, I had no energy or motivation, for the first few ...

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... I would be upset too if he came into town and I didn't get to see him right away. Besides, you guys are just going to go to sleep, right?" "Boy, Chad sure is sensitive isn't he," my mom interrupts. I change the subject and then say, "Yeah" and "A-huh" as my mom talks away about who knows what ... cigarette. Yep, I'm home I was thinking. I picked up the phone. I thought I'd better call Chad and tell him to hurry and come pick me up. Gee, those mashed potatoes were good, I got up to get some more. Saying Goodbye Sometimes I wake up in the morning, and for a few seconds, I forget where I am...

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