Creative Writing Coursework: The trip I lost my heart
London. I still remember that day; it was October 11, 2009. My family including my parents, my three younger sisters, and I were going to leave England to come to the United States. I woke up about eight o'clock in the morning, enthralled at the prospect of moving to the United States. After breakfast, I got dressed and walked around to say goodbye to my neighbourhood. Most seemed very upset that we were leaving and a few started crying. I felt heartbroken and devastated that I was going to leave all the great memories behind and start afresh. Some of my neighbours wished me a good life and a better education, some told me keep in touch with them, and it was difficult to stop myself from crying.