Well here 's my life
I’ve known my whole life that my sister was the favorite child, that my parents hated me and that I was the mess up even though I was the youngest. Usually, the first child is like a trial run and after that, you figure things out as a parent but for my family, it is swapped. I 'm the youngest, the second child, supposed to be the favorite and the better one. But instead, I 'm the mess up. When I was about 5 I cleaned our whole bonus room by myself and instead of telling my mom that I did it I told her that my sister and I did it together so that my sister would get a prize too, to make her like me. But that didn 't end up working out my mom thought that my sister did all the work instead of what really happened. When I was growing up I would always be the one in trouble even if I was following my sister 's league I would get in trouble for things and I didn 't even know why I
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She would say that this time is different and that we will fix this to make you feel better. You know how I know that? Because every single time that I say anything about this she says that this time will be different and that we will fix things. But you know what? It never happens, ever, no matter how many different times/ways I have to say it, it just doesn 't seem to get to her that nothing will ever change this family can 't change we just go back to our old ways no matter what. And now I cant handle it anymore honestly the only thing that is keeping me here is my animals because without them I would be gone. I 've never told anyone this but back when I was cutting, every day after school I would have a panic attack because of something that my parents said and that is the reason why I was so down, depressed and anxious I feeling that there was no one that was out there willing to help
I have been in many different family dynamics. I can relate to the people who have both parents in their life and I can relate to the people who don’t have any parents. This period of my life is where I grew the most. It is the period when I realized I get to choose my outcome. I can choose to be angry for the rest of my life or I can choose to be happy and look at the past
And, this is my life. I am one out of seven kids in my house. With my Mom, Dad, Carl(annoying,crazy, and sometimes funny), Odell(generous, loving, crazy in a good way, plays football for WMI, and also does a funny impression on how girls act), Drew(I don’t see him much but when I do see him he’s nice, and he has a warming smile), Jasmine(so sweet/too sweet, very wise, selfless,and beautiful), and Cierra(egotistical, funny, lazy, and good sense of fashion). I also have siblings that don’t live with me, their names are My-My(5 years.
I have been waiting since the start of summer for this day, the day to go against Topeka West the school that have been talking stuff for the longest. There was so much hype about this game and it was finally here, when the bell ringed at the end of the day i rushed out of class and got on the bus to head over to chandler our practice field. When we got there we all the football players loaded off the bus and when we got off there was a table of chips,water,gatorade,PB & J and fruit snacks so we didn’t play on an empty stomach. After we ate and got ready coach talk to us for a little bit and then we got on the bus to head to Hummer sports park, it was a loud bus
My sister is younger than me, but recently left for an early college program. Which was difficult because we’re very close and as her older sister I’ve always taken care of her. Throughout my life she’s been my best friend. Our family has always been extremely close, because it’s just the three of us. Our small family dynamic, combined with being raised by a single mother, has made me an independent person and someone who tries to make sure others are taken care of.
It 's me, Jonathan Garcia. Your former student from the Spark program. I 'm just emailing you to tell you that I 'm writting a short story. Here what I have so far: As we enter our scene, our main character is introduced. Suspenseful music starts playing in the background.
I just don’t want them to change the way they look at me. Living in A house of six, knowing you are different from everyone else at a young age can really effect you, but as I got older I accept that even with me having a different father from all my other sisters that does not have to play a part in my life. No matter how sad I may get I know God will always be there for me. I never liked the fact my mother kept the situation about my father from me, but I guess it was a way of protection. I can say my mother and father created a beautiful child, and yes I may not be able to see my dad or know what he’s like as a person for myself.
So here I was a 9th grade being only 14 taking care of my sister (who is two years younger than me) having no license or anything to help me. I learned to be really independent and caring, also I matured for my age faster than most kids at my age. After my Mina passed away my parents fought worse than ever and seperated and I went and lived with my mom
My Theme Song Songs can connect with how we feel and our experiences. Music has been a major part of my life ever since I was just a toddler. For me music has helped me express what I am feeling and who I am as a person. My therapy has been music, it has helped me through almost every problem I have faced. With listening to the song lyrics, we can get a true understanding of what the artist is trying to tell us.
The time I was perfectly happy, was when I saw Chance the Rapper. It was amazing! Going to this concert was my first concert since I moved here to Dallas. It was different from what I was used to. The venue was smaller than the ones I usually go to in Las Vegas.
My sister, Casey has resented me since the day I was born, that much I do know, and is no surprise to anyone in our outside the Jones’ Family. I suppose that’s what they call “middle child syndrome”. Resentment, bitter, jealousy, hostile. Those does not quite represent how Casey feels towards me. Hatred is too far; Casey loathes me.
Since I am the oldest child, I’ve always had to send a good message to my younger siblings and take responsibility for my actions when I didn’t. No one can have perfect character, it is impossible because everyone makes mistakes. I have shown responsibility by doing what 's right even though there might be consequences. When I make a mistake, I feel very bad and try to make up for it by making sure the work is perfect. I am always honest even though I know I could alway take the easy way out by cheating or lying.
However, I am not an outwardly emotional person, so no one truly knew how I was feeling. I was essentially blaming her for our family being divided. Luckily, over late nights I spent dwelling about this, I realized that my mother’s money was not a permanent fix, and it would have lasted very long. I grew to realize that this was the best situation our family could be in economically, yet not emotionally. I do not believe I ever genuinely thought it was her fault that our family was in this situation, I just wanted a real reason for what was happening, and to this day, I still do not have a definite
It was hard for them for raise three children. I and my sister had similar thinking but my brother was totally opposite than us. I am still concerned about how he could be so different than us. I was able to understand my parent 's struggle. I was always good child for them.
The Dori Life My sister Kelsey Dori Elyea is 23 years old, she has 2 jobs at Buffalo Wild Wings and at the Hospital. For her working a lot she has made enough money for college to become a surgical nurse. She came from non married parents that soon left each other when she was only 6 years old. As she got older mom finally gets married 4 year later.
My father was not close to his to eldest children, so I was usually taking on the role of the eldest child. I remember when I was the only child. That period of my life was very significant, I spent more time with both my parents. It was not until my sister came along that I realized that I would not be having that quality time with my parents. I remember being a very jealous child.