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I grew up in Ontario, packing up and moving wherever my father could find work with better benefits for my family. He always felt guilty for it, but deep down he knew that our future would be better for it. This time was no different. In a hail Mary attempt to for my family to move back to Newfoundland, my father applied for a job that would uproot our lives and move us to South Korea for a year before finally settling in Newfoundland. He would be helping with the electrical work on an oil rig set to drill for oil off the coast of Newfoundland, but first it had to be built. Although this job was a long shot, to my dismay, he was offered the position. We packed our belongings, sold our house, and started our newest family adventure in South Korea. But it was not long until everything came crashing down around me. I was overwhelmed by loneliness. I would watch as my best friends had the high school experiences any teenage girl dreams of, while I was all alone with an ocean between us. The pain turned to bitterness, and thus, the arguing began. While my bitterness grew,