I
never will forget the day when I traveled to USA. It was on July 2nd, 2013.
When my travel to here was confirmed, I was very happy with. My family and I
stayed together since morning, and we talked a lot about many things. We
remembered some fun moments that we passed together. Everything was alright
until I remember that it would be my first travel, and I would stay in USA for
a long time, about six years. My family, my friends and I became very sad. And
then, I wanted to travel anymore but I had to accept this because it would be
good for my future such as student. I was very nervous about this. However, my
family took me to the Airport, and we I left them at 9 pm. They told me to be
strong and believe in God’s plan. In conclusion, I will remember my first
travel day ever because it was difficult to me.
