I was the “Key” child, the one where the spotlight was always on. Mistakes weren’t something they wanted me to get into, just never set well with my family. I was the only girl out of all boys as my siblings and cousin. Growing up in a small town which filled with bad things I may interpret into. In my town Trenton NJ there 's a lot drugs, killings, prostituting and pregnancy. Pregnancy was the huge rate in my home town. My mother didn’t want me to get caught up in that life of pregnancy so she was very strict on me at times. She never wanted me to be around the wrong crowd of females that may mess up my life. When it came to my education I had to put my all into it or get a lecture. If it wasn’t pursuing in my dreams and accomplishing …show more content…
I still did it and when the teacher came in and saw me doing it, she sent me to the office. The office called mother and said I had to leave for the day or be in school detention. I was hoping my mom didn’t volunteer to come get me cause then I would have to hear her lecture all over again. When I got home, I went straight to my room and shut my door. I heard the house door close and I knew it was my mother. It wasn’t her after all it was my grandpa. He came in my room and started asking me why was I acting up in school and home. I told him I didn’t know, why but the real reason I was acting up because I wanted to do the opposite things people told me not to do so I can make my own decisions. He told me If I’m being a follower I should go another direction in life because I wouldn’t make It far. He told me he wants to see me walk down that aisle getting my diploma and not watch one of my brother’s get there’s before me. I started to honesty interpret his words and think if I wanted to make right decisions now. My senior year came by I was very excited because since I had that talk with my grandfather my grades improve a lot and I didn’t get in trouble
one by one, we all piled in to the living room and thankfully my mom
blind" and to "not let the wrong things influence their minds". Examples of this would be
At the beginning of my freshman year, I was ready for whatever was going to be thrown at me. I was excited for the new school and the new opportunities. I had barely made the golf team but for some reason that did not faze me. I had friends from my prior years of schools and I was happy. The classes were easier than I thought they were going to be which was my biggest worry going in. Little did I know that my friendships were the biggest issue.
At the outset of college, orientation, I was not so thrilled. Number one because Mason likes most everyone else was my second choice. I had hope to get into UVA but I knew my grade point average went to *censored* my senior year and it wasn't going to happen. So here I am sitting I the theater in the basement of Johnson Center listening to some old guy, whose brown suede jacket and bright pink shirt are making me dizzy, go on and on about the honor code. Don't cheat, gees that's a new concept. The night finished up with some cheesy get to know you class dance and sleeping in the dorms at Wilson. Ah the smell of stagnant air that had not been circulated in four months. Combine that with a super soft sinking mattress and one can image the kind of sleep I got. It made staying home and working at Wal-Mart looking more and more like a wise career move.
Growing up for me some would say it was rather difficult and in some ways I would agree. There have been a lot of rough times that I have been through. This has and will affect my life for the rest of my life. The leading up to adoption, adoption and after adoption are the reasons my life were difficult.
growing up and the many times she’s comforted me through tough times has formed me into the
made a woosh noise as it closed. I took a deep breathe and started walking
hardest decisions I would ever have to make in my life. My real mom had just gotten a
back to the room and was scolded by my mom. My mom held on to my arm
I said, "Mom just take me, I have a lot of stuff to do tonight." My mom said she didn't want to drive on the bad roads. "Wait for your dad," she told me. So I waited.
I shouted to my mom, “I'm going to have to do laundry for days to get this all put away!”
I headed out to the kitchen to get breakfast that my mom cooked for me. Then, I noticed a blank sheet of paper. A naked, colorless, blank sheet of paper situated there on the kitchen table. Boy did I love to draw unusual things on blank pieces of scrap paper, so I thought. Luckily there was that snaggy old pencil of mine lying there, laying right where I needed it to be, by the paper. I quickly picked up the pencil and started to think. Again, my brain worked its way back in the past thinking of the school policy. Telling me what not to do, increased my ignorance to do the inevitable. How dare the school policy tell me what to do, “No threatening of school members or staff.”
arrange to give me a lift as my mum was still at work. I played quite
mom took Skippy to her friend's house and when she got home I made her call out