Personal Narrative Analysis

Everyone has an experience that forces them to open their eyes, exit childhood and enter adulthood. For some people this experience is one they relish, for some people this experience is one they do not always care to think about, but for everyone this experience is one they can never forget. When I was twelve years old my life turned upside down. My parents had just decided to terminate their marriage and before I knew it our family was also in financial turmoil. I was absolutely devastated. My life, the life I thought to be so ideal, was shattered. My family and I lived in a quaint neighborhood in sunny Florida. My mother and father had what seemed like the ideal relationship, and finances was not exactly something we worried about much. However, when I was around ten things began to change. My parents began to do nothing but argue and we moved into a smaller house. Over the next two years I observed things get more and more toxic between my parents behind closed doors. In late September of 2009, after suffering domestic abuse, my mother finally fled to Pennsylvania with me and my siblings. We left everything we had behind and stayed with my grandmother, we had nothing to our name. Everything changed, my family was now on

I learned many valuable lessons, I learned I needed to strive to be an independent woman, learn how to take care of myself, and strive to my fullest potential so I can give back to those who have helped me. I began doing things I do not think I would have done if I was still living in my previous cushioned conditions. I began becoming more involved in school; joining a range of clubs so I can discover and learn new things about the world and myself. I got a job as soon as I could so I can help provide for my family and myself. I also began to help out more around the house and with my younger siblings. My mother, now working twelve hour days, needed all the help she could