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=Exposition/Inciting Incident=

It is very hard to go through a colossal change that might make someone’s life different. Sometimes changes are good and sometimes they are appalling. When I moved from East Hanover to Florham Park in 2006, I felt lonely even though it was only one town over. It was like being invisible to other kids. I found out that we were moving when my parents were muttering softly and looking at houses on the computer. They also would complain that the house was too crowded with three kids. Nonetheless, I caught on that I was moving. "This kitchen is too small with many guests. They always have to stay in the living room or in the crowded dining room," my mom announced to my dad. “We’ll find a solution. Maybe a new house or a renovation to this house,” he replied. “I like the red, brick house in Florham Park on top of the hill. It would be nice for the kids to stay in their school though.” I couldn't believe that I was moving. I was so mad. This was a huge problem because I had an innumerable amount of friends and I liked my home the way it was. I was so shocked that a lightning bolt could’ve struck me and I wouldn’t notice. My tan house wasn't as puny as a shoebox. It had six windows in the front and a door towards the middle. It also had two garages. I lived 5 years of my life in that house and I wanted to stay there longer. There was a gorgeous garden behind my house as full with flowers as a waiting room is with patients with sweet and sugary scents. They were red, yellow, and blue. I didn't want to leave my home.

=Rising Action=

It was a bright August morning and I was getting tense with September doing summersaults right at me. I was scared about Brooklake School. I did not know what people would think of me and if I would make friends in Florham Park. I was living in Point Pleasant for the summer and I just wanted to concentrate on the loud seagulls, the low rolling from the waves, and the strong scent of salt water from the bay. Barnegat Bay is a fish's New York City in the summer. Fishermen could put their line in for about ten minutes and they would have a 75% chance of getting a fish. I wanted to have a relaxing summer alone. In the middle of August, I got a call. "Hey, can you believe it is almost September?" my friend Mike exclaimed. "Great. I am so excited that it is going to be my first day of school in my new town," I moaned. "Don't be so sad, it will be fine." "I just want to focus on summer right now. I want to swim, sit on the sand on the beach, and ride on my dad's boat. I really can wait for school." Over the summer, my family moved all of the furniture to my new house. Since my house is on top of a medium hill, the view from my new bedroom was jaw dropping. The house has five enormous bedrooms in comparison to the puny four bedrooms in my old house. I was excited about my new house now because my grandparents were moving into my old house. In other words, I could still be in my old house and be in my new house too. September came as fast as a speeding rocket. I was very skittish. I had glasses so I didn't know if other people in my class had glasses. I had worn them ever since I was in second grade. No one called me four eyes in my other school. I did not know if people would make fun of me in Florham Park. My glasses would fall off my face every time I looked down. If I took them off, everything would be blurry. I was very bashful about my glasses and I thought they were uncool. They were oval glasses that would get dirty every ten minutes. I did not know of any solution. On the first day of school, no one made fun of my glasses but no one in my class had glasses either. My teacher and the kids in my class were pleasant. Another issue was that no one in my class was on my bus. This was a problem because I usually am good friends with people on my bus and it would be easier for me to make friends. I had so many good friends on my bus in East Hanover. On the way to school, the bus smelled like burnt gas and there were only three fifth graders. At recess, I saw a massive difference. In East Hanover, everyone was my height or shorter. In Florham Park, everyone was about five inches taller than me. I felt like a shrimp. I was only average in height. There were many changes connected to the move. It was like entering a new state. In short, I was feeling very different in my new school.

=Climax=

Busy soccer season was here and it was a very toasty, bright Saturday without a cloud in the sky. I was on the East Hanover recreational team and I was on a Florham Park travel soccer team. I was wondering which team was more convenient. I was staying in touch with East Hanover kids and meeting new Florham Park kids. It was hard because right after my travel soccer practices, I had my recreational soccer games and vice versa. I always had the scent of cut grass. My Mom drove me all around town. When I had a game, I was focused on the goal, the soccer ball, the bright green grass that went on forever, and the opposing team. I tried not to notice the people on the sidelines. I also had other activities such as tennis and karate. I usually got important phone calls for soccer. "Hey Jason, where are you? The game is almost starting!" my friend Sam howled. "I am leaving travel soccer practice," I replied. "Hurry up. We don't have enough players to play a game. We might have to forfeit." "I will be right there. I am leaving right now." "What a completely crazy coincidence. You have practice right before we face the hardest team in the soccer league." "Don't worry. I am here already. We are not going to forfeit." That year, I was deciding if I should play East Hanover soccer or Florham Park soccer. There was about twenty people on both of my teams. I did not know what to choose. I already knew all of my friends in my East Hanover soccer team but I would make new friends with people in Florham Park if I chose that team instead. I was so caught up in soccer that I had no time for homework after school. It was hard to get off to a flying start. One frigid, windy day close to the end of soccer season, I finally made a choice. I couldn't keep up with staying in touch with East Hanover and being utterly devoted to school in Florham Park. It was either one or the other. I chose to be devoted to Florham Park. I started making friends with people in my new town and became less nervous. I went over their houses instead of going to my old classmates' houses. Lastly, I was adapting to my new town little by little.

=Falling Action=

It was already a frosty and blustery day in January. I knew that my decision to be devoted to Florham Park was the right one and I was ready for good changes. Changes like friends, news about the summer, and adjustments. Everything was starting again since it was the New Year. My classmates from East Hanover knew that I was focusing on my new town. I was usually wondering if they were missing me. I was going to get contacts over the summer. My eyes would be corrected without having metal on my face. I would only be wearing my specs when I wake up late. "I am getting contacts over the summer. Can you believe that!" I exclaimed. "I can't picture you without glasses," my friend, Antonio, replied. "Me too. I am doing great in my new school." "There are leaks in the classrooms. The water goes drip, drop, drip, and drop. One day the ceiling might go splat from all of the dropping rain," Antonio said. "That isn't good. It was nice talking to you. Bye," I replied. "Goodbye." Although no one in my class was on my bus, I made friends with other kids in other classes that were also on my bus. Either my new friends were growing taller, or my old friends were shrinking. Most of my new friends were taller than me. I don't know how but everyone was at least two inches taller than East Hanover kids. Amazingly, I started to get taller since I moved to Florham Park. I was getting better in school too. I was as busy as a beaver with homework and studying. The school year was starting to speed up like a rocket. The NJ ASK was coming up. It is a state test so I was worried. I really didn't want to take the musty and grimy tests. Besides that, everything was going smoothly and I was getting back on track.

=Resolution=

I couldn’t believe that May was here already and it was almost the end of the school year. I was glad that I moved to Florham Park. First of all, I met new friends. I moved to a bigger house and had friends from East Hanover and also Florham Park. I completely adjusted and I was glad that I did. It was hard in the beginning to go with the flow. "Hey Jason. Do you want to come over my house after school?" my new friend Jacob 	asked. "O.K. I'll ask my mom after school," I replied. "You can come over at 4:00." "See you then." By the beginning of June, the sun was shining. The warmth of the sun felt good. In the morning, there would be cool, wet dew on the ground. Most of the time the grass was wet and unkept because it grew so much. It was the last month of fifth grade. I was ready to be a sixth grader. I was as anxious for summer as a kid meeting a celebrity. I was also sad that I would be away from my friends for a whole summer. I finished the NJ ASKs and it wasn't so hard. I would be receiving my results over the summer and I think I did very well. I was going to go to England and Scotland over the summer for three weeks with 37 other kids that I didn't know from New Jersey. I was going to leave on July 4th. I know it was an honor to be accepted. I was both excited and scared about the trip. I am still friends with East Hanover kids and I see them from time to time. With me moving to Florham Park in fifth grade, it made it easier to go to Ridgedale Middle School. I had friends to go to in a completely new school and grade. Loneliness is a way to find yourself. It also allows you to see things in a new light.