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♥️ NEW HOME, NEW LIFE ♥️

Life is hard.

When you have big dreams that are far out of your comfort zone, it puts you in a position of questioning, but also opens the door to endless possibilities.

Life is hard.

When you want to reveal your true self to the world, but fear holds you back, your potential remains hidden and unfulfilled.

Life is hard.

Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever fit in with a crowd of people who share the same dreams and are fighting for them too.

Life is different. It's different in any possible way you can imagine. When reading a book, whether it's Fantasy, Science Fiction, or Mystery. Maybe even Memoirs, all these experiences together will contrast with one another. A Memoir is the factual story of someone's life while Fantasy involves magical elements and animals that aren't true. While Fantasy isn't true, it is still enjoyable for other people. Memoir may seem plain since it's stories about someone's life, but it is still interesting.

Fiction isn't real, but its imagination runs wild. Nonfiction is real, but there is no imagination to run wild with when it's full of facts.

Life is like books. We won't know what will happen next if we don't keep flipping those pages.

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'This doesn't look all so bad...'

As I gazed up at the impressive new house my parents had acquired, I was filled with a sense of awe and wonder. Its size and grandeur far surpassed that of our previous home back in America.

My family and I decided to relocate from America to Japan because of the abundant job opportunities available in Japan. The move was necessary for us to secure our financial stability and effectively manage our time. My parents were determined to make the most of the opportunities that Japan had to offer. They were tired of arriving home late, leaving me alone for the majority of the day, both before and after school. This situation made them feel as if they hardly saw me at all due to the demanding schedules they had. Most of the time I would already made myself comfy in bed before they came back home.

I've spent a lot of time alone at home, so being by myself isn't new to me. Whether I'm at home or out and about, I often find myself alone. I've been feeling like my life lacks excitement. Sure, there are the occasional family gatherings, movie nights, S'more nights, and seasonal festivals, but I'm yearning for something more. I want to be around other people, not just anyone though - I want friends. I want friends to hang out with, to call up, and to share laughter with.

'Then why won't you get out and make some friends?'

I often find myself wondering why I struggle to initiate conversations with people. No matter how much I push myself, I can't seem to gather the courage to approach a group or even a single person and strike up a friendly conversation. It's frustrating to feel like I always end up retreating into my shell. How can I expect to make friends when I can't even find the confidence within myself to reach out and connect with others?

The depth of connection I feel with this emotion is truly indescribable. The love that I hold for my family knows no bounds, and the inability to be in their presence throughout the week leaves me with a profound sense of isolation and helplessness. My mind and emotions can only provide solace for a limited time before I find myself drained of all capacity to give, devoid of any further thoughts or feelings to occupy me.

But that's where change happens. Change can be unpredictable and can bring both challenges and opportunities, but this time it's definitely for the better. Let's set aside the job opportunities my parents are considering for now. Instead, let's concentrate on the reason why I'm feeling compelled to make the transition from America to Japan. I've been exposed to countless inspiring stories of heroes, and each one has left a lasting impression on me.

I understand that it may seem paradoxical. How can someone who struggles to connect with others aspire to become a hero? It's a valid question, and I acknowledge that. However, my aspiration to become a Pro Hero is not just about seeking recognition or fame. My ultimate goal is to embody the symbol of hope. Even if I were to fall short in my pursuit of this lofty dream, I would find solace in the fact that I wholeheartedly committed myself to the endeavor. For me, taking on this challenge is akin to willingly pushing past my comfort zone, and I am fully prepared to embrace that journey.

When the time comes for me to pursue my goal of becoming a Pro Hero, I will welcome it with open arms and unwavering determination. I pledge not to retreat into my shell, but to face the challenges head-on and embrace the responsibilities that come with being a Pro Hero.

And that starts at U.A. High.