Personal Narrative: I Just Say My Name

At first nobody wanted to speak we were all kind of shy being around new

We lived a typical life. Had dinner together, went on family trips and most importantly my parents were involved in my life. Even with my father being a police officer, I cannot name a time he was not there for me. I had many friends growing up but my two closest friend’s parents were not so involved in their lives. I remember one end up going to juvenile at 15 and the other one being killed by affiliation of a gang.

, I was planning on visiting them in Ohio for Christmas, but unable to wait any longer they decided they would come to Chicago for Thanksgiving. When I had first started dating Tony I decided not to tell them because I was afraid of the possible repercussions, but now we were living together and I was no longer willing to hide it. I wrote a letter telling them everything and they decided they no longer needed to see or talk to me. I had hoped they would be as accepting as his family,who had welcomed me with open arms, but being from an all white neighborhood that was not the case. It was not until 1976, after we were married and I had lost my first child at six months pregnant that my mom realized how serious about Tony I was and she and my father started talking to me

Hope’s class was. The hallway felt never-ending, seeing all the unfamiliar faces made me nervous, but excited at the same time. It was an unusual feeling, but I made it to the class, took my seat, and waited patiently for the teacher to begin. My first new friend was named Cameo, she came up to me and introduced herself, she appeared eager, but I could tell she was just as nervous as I was. I was reluctant to speak to a lot of people due to my speech impediment.

At lunch I sat next to Marco who i had met in a one of my classes. He told me more about how the school functions and such. Lunches here were different you could go anywhere you wanted and for the first day I hung out with Marco and then as the days progressed I didn't know who to hang out with. I spent most of my time in the library and did my

With my brothers it was different because they snuck out of the house and my mom would wake up in the morning and see them missing and then she would lock all the doors, so they couldn’t come back inside of the house. What my mom did was really drastic, but she did it for a good reason he never asked permission. The only friends I really have is 2 good friends and I barley talk to them because there’s nothing to talk about once high school is over I still have to worry about

Since it was my first day, I was confused which hallway to use so I was just walking around trying to find my second period after wondering around I managed to get to my class. I went to my second period class and the bell rang as I entered. I was confused about when I would have lunch. I didn’t know anything, nor anybody.

Everyone else in the room then says “Hi _____.” I introduced

I had to go to the new gym because of an assembly that was meant for meeting all the teachers. While I was walking I was thinking “Will I be able to make new friends?”, “Will I be okay in this school?”, “How will my teachers be like?”. All these thoughts were going through my mind. Abruptly, a super loud bell rang, it broke my chain of thoughts.

They were upper middle class and they were the fun parents, that had let my dad get away with everything. My dad started drinking and doing drugs at the age of 14 and it only got worse from there. He met my mom at a Hennessy’s bar, when they were in their late 20’s, and although my mom knew about my dad’s problem, she thought she could cure him and decided to marry him. Fast forward a couple years later after my parents’ divorce I remember going to my dad’s drug deals with him at the age of 3 or 4. I’m sure my dad thought I’d never remember that, but I do.

All of the other kids became silent and scared of Miss Fisher. On my way home I began thinking about how much I wanted to go to school earlier this morning. Now, I never want to go back. School is worse than I thought it would be. I thought of it as this fun place of learning and meeting new friends.

It was hard leaving behind my family and friends, which I’ve grown up with. Facing these tough challenges, helped me become a much more mature person, it helped me see life’s meaning from different perspectives, to appreciate what I have in life. It is incredible how life can change in just a matter of seconds. I decided not to give up and bring myself down for having to start from the bottom once again to become successful in life, but

So me and my sister had to bite the bullet because we didn’t have a say in this. And the worse part was in a week my dad was going to Kansas and we had to live in an apartment till the school year ended. The apartment had its ups and downs like we had a pool, gym and areas for Shadow, our dog. My sister had a lot of people her age

My mom would call every once and awhile to check up on us. She only lived about 2 miles away from the house so we went over there all the time to eat dinner with her. The kids loved her and she loved the kids. So me and Sarah would leave them over there and go do something together.

About a few months I was with them trouble making and everything drugs, fights, and vandalism. Starting high school I began to notice that the decision I 've made were wrong I began to change I started to pay attention to school, I got out of what I was in, grades began to change and my way of life hanged to began to care and