I am sorry… it wasn't my fault ” in a depressing tone it was something I never knew my voice could do he said “ I don't want to hear it whatever what is done is done we can move on until you become mature” I didn't say anything else I just dropped it I could not argue with him I know I would lose and l would be in worse trouble than what I already was in. I knew from that moment I had to make an oath with myself about how I will not tell anything that happened on July eight in two thousand and
My mom would not yell at me, but she would make me go clean it with her even if I had other things to do. Another example would be when my parents told us to be back by 11 p.m. If we decided to go home later than that, all we had to do was call them and it would be fine. In the end, I believe they are authoritative because they set rules for us and were always up to discuss a disagreement, but they are also permissive because it did not take much for them to side with us. Moving on, I believe my parents being a mix of authoritative and permissive had both positive and negative influences on my behavior as a child.
Be you!I believe in the right to be who you are. If being yourself makes you happy, then do it.Block out the judgement and express who you are. Around my sophomore year of high school, I struggled, I was always told what was cool and what wasn't. I was told what was in style the thing that made you cool, the thing that everyone had to have. I was that shy girl, always afraid of being me because I didn't want to be judged or laughed at for being myself.
I have always been the reserved towards man and always was the independent female cousin that needed no boyfriend because I was to young for all that. That was why my family found it shocking because I would never have boyfriends and they thought I was lesbian for a while due to always hanging with guys. My brother does not really mind because he believes that life can work out or it can but make sure to make it a lesson learned. My sister says to follow my heart and have no regrets. My mother, on the other hand, was sad because I would always help her keep the house straight, cook for her, and just always had me there.They did get to meet my husband before he became my boyfriend because it was important to me that they were informed i was in a relationship only.
“Why would she do something like that?” My mom asked. “I think she hates me even though I have been a good kid,” I assumed. “Can you believe what she did! ?” My mom asked madly to Mr. Sterling. As we turned to look, he was already out of the office.
If your a senior and you still don 't know what you want to be just start trying everything out because you will find what you 're looking for no matter what. For me I like being a nurse because it isn 't that hard and isn 't that easy either it 's just right and it the perfect thing for me because of how nice the people are sometimes. I 'm glad that I had the chance to find out what I wanted to be as an adult because I don 't know what I would be doing if I didn 't look and look for what I wanted to be. So thanks to all of those teachers who helped and supported me in my journey of life I really appreciate it a lot. Thanks to homer who was a really big part of my life because he is the one that inspired me to find what I wanted to do in
Although my dad was physically present, he was not mentally. His behavior had a negative effect on everyone in the family, but I knew that my mom was the one who suffered the most. I admire her for her endurance and patience, which is why I can depend on her. I remembered innocently asking my mom one day, “Why don’t you ever yell at Dad to stop going gambling so he can start spending more time with us?” She calmly replied, “Your dad will not listen to me, which is why you need to continue to work hard. You are still young right now, but when you grow up and become responsible, Dad will listen to you out of respect.” Those words stuck with me and they still do to this day.
I knocked on the door than she opens it, she saw me with a surprising look on her face, and never thought that I couldn't make it. But as she invited me into her house I stood there, I knew there is something missing, it a birthday present. I told her I got nothing to give, but she doesn’t mind, all she wanted is for me to attend her birthday that it. She was so excited, even me too but I still fear that my parents would beat me up if they knew that I sneak out from the house. But before 9 o'clock I have to go back home before my parents comes back into my room.