Personal Narrative: The Addiction That Changed My Life

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Life hasn't always been easy for me growing up. I wasn't privileged enough to grow up with both parents it has always only been my mom and my two older sisters. Just four girls, can you imagine how hectic the restroom must’ve been in the morning living in a one bedroom and one restroom apartment. It was awful, but that wasn't the worst part of growing up where I did. We didn't live in the nicest neighborhoods so there was something bad bound to happen to us. Eventually, that ended happening to my oldest sister, she hung around with a bad crowd and fell into bad habits. I was still in elementary school when she started using drugs, I can still remember the first time I ever saw her snort heroin right in front of us. My mom didn't know anything about this, she was rarely home during this time because she had two jobs and was trying to finish school. My mom depended on my older sister to take care of me and my sister but little did she know …show more content…

It has really made our lives way more difficult than it should be. It has practically taken over her life, she can no longer have normal relationships with people because of the effects that the drugs have done to her. Nowadays it's hard to point out a day when my mom and sister aren't arguing about her drugs. We have all tried really hard to help her over the years, my mom has practically almost given up. It has been really hard seeing my mom give her all to help her and receiving nothing in return. This has really taken a turn for the worst for our lives, there are times that even being home is the last place I wanna be. I’d rather be working or at school than having to come back to the same old problems, it's gotten to the point that even concentrating on my school work has become difficult. Having to keep an eye on my sister has now become one of my responsibilities and has really made things for me harder to

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