Personal Narrative: Growing Up For Me

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Growing up for me was tough when I look back at it. At the Age of five my dad had gone to prison for four years of my life. Of course, being that young I didn’t understand and it didn’t bother me too much. Also having an alcoholic parent was tough for me. My mom raised me as a single parent and I was very independent because of how much she worked to provide for me. I was always in morning and after school programs because of my mom's work schedule but I got to do fun things and have a life as a child. I had always moved schools so I didn’t get to keep the friends I made but it also made me a good at making new friends wherever I went. Finally I got to stay at the same school for two years and move onto middle school with the same people I

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