Personal Narrative: Growing Up With My Grandpa

Growing up with 1 younger brother, 1 older sister, a single mom, and a sick grandpa you would think my whole life would be a wreck… However, everything that I have been through has taught me a great deal by teaching me how to take care of others, responsibility, and how to cook.
In my house my grandpa was sick with diabetes and would complain about his feet aching on a daily basis, and always having a fever; However, with a single mom she was always busy working and my older sister was always busy going out with her friends. So being the middle child in the house at the age of 13 I had to step up and be the one to take care of my grandpa. Everyday after I came home from school I would go to his room to keep him company since nobody was ever home and when he started to complain about his feet hurting I would get some pain relieving lotion and rub his feet until he says it feels better. On some days he would have a high fever and start trembling with

So most of the time I had to figure out should I really care to pass my grades or should I pass them since I had no discipline thus I chose to pass my grades. Everyday In class I would do all my work and when I needed help I would ask the teacher but when I needed help on the homework I would walk to school early so I could ask the teacher for additional help. Another problem was my little brother was in school, he had trouble doing his division and multiplication so I would be the one to help him when he needed it the most; also my little brother was a bad kid in middle school and they would call my mom but she would never be home to discipline him in this way I had to be the one to argue with him to do his work, as a consequence he would scream why do I got to do my work: so you don't grow up to be an idiot. When we got done arguing he would realize I was right and sit down to do his