My Journey to California

So as some as you might know, I wasn't born here, I was born in Iran. I was born in Ahvaz, Iran and moved at a very young age due to my parents wanting a better future for me and more freedom. Since at that time America and Iran weren't on the best terms, we decided to first make a stop in Europe since a lot of immigrants like us went there first in order to get to America. 
 I was about three years old when we arrived in Austria, Vienna. Vienna is now kind of a blur for me, but I still remember parts of it like the snow, the huge parks, and using a bunch of maps to get to each metro. We stayed there for about a year and a half exploring and meeting new people. Then, we decided it was time to move to America. 
 My uncle and some other relatives were living in Texas and convinced us to give it a try there to see if we liked it. I went to pre-k there and we stayed for about two years when my other uncle along with my aunt and other family members who were living in California told us how much better it is here in LA and said we would like it a lot better. So once again, we moved, and we came here. That's the story of how I came here to California.