Personal Narrative: Do-Over In Life

If I could have one do-over in life, I would want to have a childhood. As my siblings and I were growing up, our mother was unstable; my mothers drank alcohol and used drugs to mask her pain. As a result, I was an 11 year old child acting as a mother by caring for three children that I didn't birth. For instance, I would clean the house, cook meals, make sure their homework was complete before the next school day and make sure they were bathed. Somedays, I wouldn't make it to school if one of my siblings was sick, so that I could stay home and care for them; other times I would go days without eating just so my siblings could eat. At a very young age, I had a big responsibility, ultimately forcing me to grow up fairly quickly. In fact, I missed

out on hanging out with kids my own age, slumber parties, birthday parties and almost every little girls dream, Girl Scouts. All things considered, I wouldn't have changed anything, in my opinion, I gave my brother and sisters something I wish I had, someone to love and care for them. Although one childhood was sacrificed, three others were saved. However, if I could have one do-over in life it would be to have a childhood.