Personal Narrative: I Grew Up Here

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I Grew Up Here I as a young bouncing child grew up in Dickenson, Texas. I was mostly raised by my Nana Restivo, Uncle Mark, and Papa Restivo. My Nana and Papa are my grandparents who live in Dickinson and my mom is Stephanie ulen. But on the weekends and some other weeks I would go and live with my mom. Scott and she had already separated and Scott was in the army so he was away a lot. Scott is my birth father. This caused me some pain because my mom now had another boyfriend Brian who I now count as my true dad. They made that small wooden house that wasn’t much feel safe to me and that made my house a home. I went to school at Dickenson Elementary.
My house is on a quiet street and at the end and it is surrounded by a forest that is
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The furniture in the room was a twin sized bed, a small T.V, and a large dresser with a mirror on top of it. The room to the left of mine was the kitchen which was right as you walked into the house. Right behind that was the living room which had two windows, a T.V, two couches and a chair. Between the living room and the dining room was a doorway that led into a small room that connected to my room the bathroom and my mom’s room. The bathroom had one window, a toilet, bathtub, sink, sink and a mirror. My mom’s room was small with a queen sized bed, a computer desk and computer, a dresser and a bedside table. Then there is my brother’s room which was a large room with two windows a T.V and a twin bed. The outdoor garage was a large two door building that was just open with a dirt floor and filled with boxes. Just down the street from us was a small cove we all used to go swim in. When it was warm enough Me, Anthony who is my brother, mom and dad all went swimming. We knew that there were jellyfish and other sea animals so we always wore swimming shoes. My brother went to far out and he got stung by a jelly

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