Personal Narrative: Is The Person I Am

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It all started when reality hit me I was about fourteen years old. I didn't know how to feel or even think.I hated myself for who i was I would tell myself “Is the person i want to be?” ,I had to make a change a really good one. When you’re young you don’t know right from wrong, especially when you’re left to raise yourself. The loneliness you feel when being left out because who you are or what you did.
My mother was never really stable wasn’t living life right. I would see thing a child should never hear or see.Yes, she’s my mom and I will always love her no matter what but i grew anger towards her a lot and i knew this wasn’t right but it was there;right in the center of my heart.Somehow I couldn’t let go it. My whole world change the day
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Thanks to my big brother I feel comfortable and I actually felt accepted, he stood up to my bully and ever since no one ever messed with me, so I felt safe. Then bad news came that we had to move I was so upset my mom never even ask me, ask me how I felt about moving or changing school I was barely in the 6th grade so I was more upset. I was barely making friends who accepted me. So we had to move and make a new life in Garland tx, I moved schools I was going to this very small charter school. At first things were going good but then it all started again the bullying. I started to eat my feelings and I got overweight and I couldn’t talk to no one about my feeling because one my mom was never there or even when she was I would talk to her but I would never get fed back. Second I felt that my family didn't like me because i was known as the spoiled,brat little girl ,yes …show more content…
i decided to ask him because i was always at the their house when my mom will leave to mexico or even when i just wanted to stay the night and those days that i would stay i seen how happy the were or i would see how dedicated they were to something. So i hoped they would help,i ask my sister-in-law first because i was scared of my big brother he was mean and he didn't like me .He would always tell me he didn’t like me , he would make fun of me and yes i know that's what big brothers do but some things that he will tell me will get to me. I know it's crazy but that's how my heart and mind work, so as i ask my sister-in-law she at first said “i don’t you have to ask and talk to your brother “ i was like “no please you talk him because i'm scared’ she then ask why and i told her why and then she was like “okay i will talk to him.” next day she and him talk to me and told me yes they are willing to help me change the person i was and help me lose weight.That day my whole life change again i moved in and change schools once again but this was a good move a good change. My sister-in-law of course was the one to help with my eating and talking to me hearing me out she realize how broken i was from the inside. She help with many things ,how to handle with things ,and also she teaching me how to let go of bad things i did and

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