Stranger in the village
It was a cold day in New York and I just got off the plane with my little brother and my parents. I was looking at the scenery while I was in the car on the way to my uncle's house; we were looking for a house to move into. It was the very first time I have ever moved and also been out of my home state Florida. I was very curious and I was also very afraid what we will do now. When we got to my uncle's house, we were treated like royalty. It was great seeing my uncle and my aunt. I met my cousin for the first time. He was the same age as me, so that was a relief. His name was Vinny; he had black hair, and had always worn a leather jacket. I also found out that he would be going to the same school and in the same grade, which was great because I didn't know anybody at the time. He gave me advice about people in New York and he told me there were a lot of crazy people that you don't want to mess with. He wasn't trying to jolt me. I understood he was just trying to help me. The first day of school in New York was quite a culture shock. The school was huge and the classrooms were filled with old desks with gum under them. When the first period bell rang I walked into the classroom late because I had a hard time finding the class
I felt like weight has been taking of me for several days ever since I got to New York. I was relieved and I felt very confident. That day was the best day of my life. I finally felt welcomed and that I was home. The teacher turned around looking furious, and said, "Who threw that!" I didn't know what to do. I stayed in the bathroom all day long, crying until it was time to get on the bus and go home. I was so desperate to make friends, so I stood up and I said, "I did that Sir". I thought they were going to jump me and make fun of me, but instead, he thanked me for saving his neck, and said that no one has done anything nicer for him before. While walking to the bus to go home, John and his group came up to me. I was sitting in the back of social studies, and John (the most popular guy in school) spit a spitball at the teacher. He gave me advice, and I will always remember what he told me. I had finally made a lot of friends. Even my cousin Vinny was proud to admit that he was my cousin. I had no one to talk to and I felt really lonely.
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