Personal Narrative: My Dad Recovering Alcohol

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I remember when I was about 9 or 10 years old and I had caught my Dad sneaking alcohol in the back of the house. I don’t know if he thought I was dumb or just too young to understand, but I specifically remember mom telling him that “It’s not okay for you to be drinking around my children”. Mom always said that he was making a bad influence around us. Dad would always say he was going out and not come back for hours and sometimes even days, I would always worry about him, “Is he okay, did something happen to him”. I knew more than I led on at the time, like I knew my mom was depressed all the time, I could just see it in her everyday actions. Sometimes I could hear her crying at night times when dad didn’t show up, “She was Lonely”. Dad had …show more content…

Mom came to the door in confusion when she saw who it was. Mom gives me that look as to leave so I do. When Mom comes back, I see my Mom crying. I run up to my Mom and hug her asking her what’s wrong and she says, “Your Dad has been Deported”. Those 5 words had rung in my head. I loved my Dad oh so much but I never wished for this to happen to him. My other 2 siblings ran into the room wondering about what the big fuss was and we let them in on what happened. We all said nothing, but just sat on the couch in complete utter silence and sadness. A few months later my Mom said that we should get out of Chicago and get a fresh start somewhere else, so that’s when we pack all our stuff and we moved to Overland Park, Kansas. My mom didn’t have all that much money so we had to live in a trailer home for a good three years, then my mom landed a really good paying job so we moved to the Suburbans in Kansas City. It was kind of weird because there was really no Hispanics in the area which my family was and it was manly a white population. I had finally made it to the 10th grade after all this up and moving around

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