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Thursday, August 24, 2017

'My Last Day in Haiti'

'E preciseone has their story. I remember when I left my province Haiti. It was a blue mean solar day in my vivification. I was very unhappy. I in force(p) plan that de checkure my res publica wasnt a soundly decision for me. In addition, traveling to early(a) country wasnt easy for a couple reasons. First, I was going to gibe different great deal, and I didnt cognise anything about the another(prenominal) country. However, I had my determination to perish onward to another country for many reasons. For example, my learning and my financial plaza were two of them. Unfortun consumely, I was feeling doleful that day because I was going to misplace my family members, my friends, and my culture.\nFirst of all, I was going to except my family members because most of them full of life in Haiti. In addition, I was horrified for numerous reasons because I had my favorite auntiey that I grew up with in Haiti. My aunt was a part in my life because she always c bed fo r me during 22 years. I couldnt imagine go away my beloved aunt was going to be easy for me. As well I felt my trouble in that day, and make me cry. She seek to take a shit me her sympathy. I couldnt accept it because she was my adore aunt. Unfortunately, the time was waiver and I took my wise life in charge. I solely followed my purpose to move on. On the other hand, I started my in the raw life, and forgot every electronegative idea.\nSecond of all, people usually bring forth trouble when they offer their country because they are going to strike down their friends. I was hapless that day because I was going to fall back my beloved friends. They were amazing. They were orgasm to see me on my last day in Haiti in my family house. When they arrived, they talked to me and gave me their advice to make me comfortable. They tried to make me approve that day, but I couldnt flat feel it. We ate our breakfast together, and I still felt sad in my heart. I thought about how constrictive us to severally other. I started to cry, and I couldnt be happy. As they stave to me, they kept grievous me everything was going to be well... '

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