2025/Emma-31450

One early morning around 3:00 am I hear mom walk into my room to wake me up to go to the airport.With me loving to sleep I did not want to wake up to leave. My mom yanked me out of bed and did the same to my brother. My little brother was already in the car sleeping soundly. My dad carried the luggage down the stairs with the sound of dropping something heavy on the carpet. As my family says our final goodbyes to our very close friends and family I start to get teary eyes as for the same for my older brother.

Then going down the neighborhood where I had made so many memories with my family and friends gets me bawling my eyes out silently in the back seat of the car. As we dive more I see all the places I have been too and all memories rush into my brian thinking of everything I have done here. But I know that I would make many new friends in guam. As we are almost at the airport I did a lot of research on the island of guam.

Then we had to get all of our stuff out of the car when we were dropped off at the airport to go to our new home.

After we are out of security and walking to our gate, Me and my brother are half asleep. When we are at our gate and sit down I hear my mom talking to my dad about what we were going to eat. So I chimed it and said “I am hungry.”

“ yes Emma I know” said my mom

I was hoping to get some pancakes to eat before the flight. As I boarded the plane I was focused on drawing and not paying attention to anything to get my mind off of the fact that we are leaving my favorite home that I have been too.

I do not remember much of the plane but I know that I had woken up to some turbulence. It was a long flight but the last thing that I remember was that we got to Guam and we had to go through customs and then to our hotel for the next couple of days. That morning I stepped outside for the first time and I said “ this place is hot” My dad just nodded his head up and down , as if saying yes it is. I just went back inside and went to eat some food because I was hungry .

Overall this Is the story of how I got to Guam and what I remember. So far I am still living on Guam and I am now a six grader writing about this for an assignment. I find this story to be one of my favorites that I have written this year. The Island of Guam is super beautiful and I have met my best friend for life here and I will treasure this island forever even when I move home back to the states. I have made so many memories here on Guam and I am still not done with making them.