Housing Development For Low Income People Essay

1071 Words Jun 22nd, 2015 null Page
Let me begin my story by telling you a little about myself. I grew up in a small town in Louisiana in a predominantly very poor neighborhood. Some would say "the projects". I like to think of it as a housing development for low income people. The only major influence I had in my life was my granny. She was my sunshine. She took my brother and me to church every Sunday and Wednesday. It was through her that we learned about God. I loved going to church with her. She would always buy us a bottle of soda. Back then, they were in glass bottles and only cost a quarter of which you got back ten cents. Unfortunately, my granny died when I was thirteen. It was the darkest day of my life. I knew she was dead even before the phone rang. Some people say you can not have that kind of a connection, but I am here to tell you that you can. I was already crying as I was eating my cereal at breakfast before school. My step monster(step-father) wanted to know what was wrong with me. Then the phone rang. He knew after that. My mom never let us go to the hospital to say good bye. I remember sitting at the funeral home crying my eyes out while every one visited. I thought what is wrong with these people. Granny is gone. Why do they not care? I did not see any reason to be visiting and having a good time. Now I know they were just sharing memories but at the time I just could not understand why God would take the one and only person who cared about me. The next day, our mom moved us to Oklahoma.…

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