MY JOURNEY TO ENGLAND

Having to leave my coun try and all my friends was not easy at all. A night before I left some of my friends came to say goodbye and I felt so sad. The morning came faster than usually, at least I though so, and we were ready to go. While the car was passing through my town I watched the houses of my friends and my school. I felt so empty and lonely suddenly. In the aeroplane I felt a little better because I've started to think about England. I was excited and curious, and I had a new life in front of me and I knew it wouldn't be easy but I didn't think it would be this hard. I came to the airport with my family and with my friend and her family. We were all so tired. First thing that I felt then was a little bit of excitement but that passed quickly when we stepped inside the airport. There were so many people who came for the same reason that we had that they said to us how they were there for a whole night and day, waiting and sleeping on the chairs and on the floor. There was a family with a baby who was crying because there were too many people and the poor baby was nervous and it couldn't sleep. That was so sad, I couldn't imagine how they were feeling. We were lucky and we didn't have to wait too long. Soon we were free to go. My friend's father and my father came to England a month before, so they came to the airport to wait for us. We were so happy to see them. Because it was a few hours after midnight we had to stay for a night. We were in one room in the airport together with two more families. One of the families was also from my country, mother and daughter. Mother was crying because her husband and son were arrested because they went to Germany first. After we spent a night there, we came to Gloucester. It was so strange and different, people, food, a whole city. My friend and me were together in Bed and Breakfast together with our families. Soon, the mother and daughter that we met at the airport came to Gloucester and her husband and son were released from the jail. We were so bored at home. We wanted so badly to go to school. Months were passing and we still didn't find a school for us. Finally, my friends and me came to St. Peter's in November. Everything was strange and different. I felt like an alien. It was so hard to get used to it, but I made it and feel a lot better now. My English is also better now and it's a lot easier for me to communicate with people and to learn, and for that I owe a big favour to Mrs. Russell-Thomas and to  Mrs. Crowther, my English teachers. I still feel lonely sometimes, and I remember how bad I felt when I had to spend New Year alone and I remembered how I used to spend New Year back in my country, with my friends. I miss my friends and my country and I would like to go back sometime, just for a visit.