My First Travel Day

 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.