I have always been fascinated by the idea of moving to a new place or a new house. But, little did I know that one day my family would sell our old house and buy a new one because of moving to a new city.
It all happened about 15 years ago from now when my father decided to change his long time profession and move to a less crowded small town. Initially, of course, I wasn’t very much in favour of moving to a small town (because I actually loved living in a big city since I grew up there and everything was so familiar to me), but when my whole family, including my parents and elder siblings, explained to me about the benefits of living in a small town, I reluctantly agreed with them.
By the way, I wasn’t in favour of selling our old house either, because I really liked its design and size, but, again, my whole family convinced me otherwise by saying that they would need to sell the old house in order to get the additional cash for buying a new house. Anyway, now, it was time to visit the new city and look for our new house. So, my whole family, including the little me, travelled to the new city and started to look for a house, only to find out it wasn’t that easy to buy a new house as good as our old one. Finally, after a marathon try of one whole week, we luckily found a house that we could buy. Now, all was left to do was to just pack our luggage and old furniture and move into our newly-bought house.
Anyway, moving to a new house, at a completely new and strange place, was a whole new experience for me – an experience which I was never really prepared for. But, I tried my best to get used to the idea while trying very hard to forget about our old but nice house.
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