Personal Narrative: Choosing What To Fight For

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Choosing What to Fight For
Over time people tend to lose family members, but most losses are due to death. When I was in my junior year of high school not only did I realize that you can lose a family member another way I was the deciding factor for who I lost. With difficulty, I chose to leave because I was doing it for my own good. Even though I lost most of my blood family including both my sisters, I lost all connections and celebrations, I will forever chose to be good to myself and to treat myself with respect and not be downgraded.
As a junior I was not thinking that I would be getting a call that my mom had financial difficulty and was to the point where she was getting the car repossessed and where she not only wrote one bad check
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It was around 9:30 at night and I had my nose in the textbook trying to cram as much last minute information in as possible. All of a sudden my uncle comes into my room and drags me by my hair into the living room. No warning, no explanation, the whole time I was trying to figure out what I did wrong. Once in the living room and seated on the floor, like a young child, I was told to not talk or I would be punished. I did not know what the punishment entailed. I was scared and because I was just dragged with my hair I did not …show more content…
All of a sudden I just heard the stinging of a slap to a face. It didn’t register that I had just been slapped by my aunt until I felt the sting on my cheek. She told me that I was disrespectful for not talking to her and for hanging my head. I was so stunned that I just sat there mute. Nothing would come out of my mouth. A few minutes passed and my grandparents came into the house. They looked at me like I was just gum on the bottom of your shoe, trash on the side of the road. There was no love, there was no pity, there was just hate and

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