Personal Narrative: Drug Addiction

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As an adolescent, my single mother decided to marry a drug addict. The attention was not on me but on him to feed his addiction. Soon enough, we did not have money to pay the electric or the water bill. My mother had to cash in the savings bonds my grandmother would send me every Christmas to make ends meet. The bonds did not last and we were forced to live in the dark and without water. I was forced to get ready for school in the dark. I remember vividly having to wash my hair in the sink with a gallon of water. I remember having to bathe myself in a rag when not months before, I had a hot shower every night. This was my first encounter with poverty and I thought I would never leave. After four years, I told my mother to choose me or him.

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