Personal Statement: Why I Loved My Life

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Personal Statement Through the life I have been living I’ve had people that loved me and people who have hatred towards me. That really didn't stop me at all. I grew up with two sisters and two brothers. I had a mother but no father because he had left me when I was a baby. I don’t know his name because he wasn’t there to put his name on my birth certificate so basically my mother is my father. For a long period of time my mom was single and she was happy with family around her. Then she met this guy who was just a bad influence on all of our lives and then everything had changed. When i was eight years old my mother had met a guy who i personally didn’t like when i saw him for the first time. When i had first seen him he had …show more content…

Eventually my mom had gotten pregnant with my. That when my little sister had came into the picture after me so i wasn’t the baby anymore and of course i didn’t like her. She was born and then we lived our lives like normal people then a year later my mom got pregnant and my little brother came in ours lives as well. He didn't get to see his father as much as his sister natalie because his father had went to jail. He had went to jail because something had happen to him on the streets. It's not my buisness to say what happen but i guess i could say it was street issues. My little brother jayden basically grew up without a father until he was six. He father came out after six years. By this time i had turned sixteen and i remembered him and i was older so i still knew how and who he was so i didn’t like him. When he had gotten out of jail my mom had supported him so much that i basically was out the pictured. I was basically asking my brothers and sisters and even my cousins to help me by clothes and shoes and supplies i needed for school. I couldn’t ask my mom for nothing because she spent all her money on him. I was sad and didn't know what to do for …show more content…

I would talk to her every so often. I didn't ask her for anything and when i did really needed she was broke. I would look at that man and be so mad that sometimes i would want to fight him because he basically took my mom out my life and just wanted her to support him and his kids. I had thought to myself that i was important to her anymore. I was at that age to where i just didn’t care anymore. I never liked him and till this day i still don’t. He's never supported me and never helped me out. I can’t remember the last time i asked my mom for something. After a while i had turned seventeen and the everything started to pop in my head. I was so stressed out about how my life is at home that i literally didn’t care about school. My grades dropped and i didn’t even know if i was going to graduate high school. Once i started my senior year in high school i started to realize that if i don’t graduate i won’t get nowhere in life. So i just stopped with all the drama outside school and started to learn. I stopped asking my mom for stuff and just started asking my brothers and sisters and even my cousin. If my mom would like to support him and my little brother and sister then by all means go ahead. I honestly love my mother but it's just sometimes in life where you want to speak out loud but then you don't want to because it causes family problems. So now i just keep to myself and when i graduate i will fend for myself and

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