Personal Narrative Essay: Ove One Of Living With My Mother

I can’t see my mom! Where is she? I can 't hear your voice, Mom. I try to find you, to see you, to hold you, but I can 't find you! Why did you leave me mom? Porque te fuiste Mama and left me alone in this world?

I was sick and recently had an appendix operation and my grandparents were taking care of me. I was seven years old. I always asked them when my mom would come back and they answered, “Soon, soon, don 't worry, she will come soon. What matters is that she is always blessing you wherever you are.” They always explained to me that my mom left to another place when I was one month old and they were the ones who raised me. But, she went to another country to work for a better life for me and my sister. I never understood why my mom left the country. I wanted to feel my mother close to me. My appendix surgery was delicate and it was paining me so much. I was afraid of dying without knowing her. I was always saying “Oh yes to give me a better life” but why she does not get any job here in the country. What is the problem?

One day that dream was fulfilled. At age of 15 years old, I left everything behind in my country, the Dominican Republic, to start a new life with my mother in the United States. I thought my life was going to be better than before because I listened to many people saying that “America is the land of opportunity.” Within two days of being with my mom, my dream was becoming a nightmare. I felt happy to be with my mom, but the environment was too noisy, too many people around me with different cultures, and languages that I couldn 't understand a single word. I felt stymied, like I was in a labyrinth without an exit. I missed my grandparents. I was crying day and night because I could not understand anything in school. I was feeling less confident and more isolated. I just wanted to run and get away from this confusion that I felt in this environment or if this was a dream I just wanted to wake