Growing Up Narrative Essay

Growing up in my family is oddly difficult. My mom, dad, and 3 brothers all came from Mexico with no money, no clothes, and no plans.i have 3 brothers named Marco who was 18 at the time, Luis who was about 16, and the youngest of my brothers named Vincente who was 8. My dad worked 2 jobs day and night to provide for them, literally non-stop just to get bread on the table, while my mom babysat kids from the neighborhood enough to earn for some kind of money. They wanted to just give up and go back to mexico and forget about coming to U.S. but a miracle happened my dad got a promotion at the restaurant he was working in and became manger. They started being stable with money and decided to have another child. All my parents had were 3 boys and …show more content…
At the time they were planning my party my parents wanted to open another restaurant I didn’t think much of it because I was happy that my party was coming and we were going to be more successful. Later that night my mom came into my room and told me that they were going to use the money for my party to the new restaurant. I was devastated knowing that I wont get to celebrate the best day of my life. I cried all night my life had been ruined. My parents opened up the new restaurant with the party money and my family got the business going. When i turned 15 i didn’t want to celebrate my birthday because I wanted a party and not just a plain party. One day when it was just me and my dad and my mom at home they were saddened by the fact that we didn’t get to celebrate my turning of age, so they made me a promise and said, ” when you turn 16 we can throw you a quinceanera.” I was hesitant at first because i cant turn 16 and have a sweet 15 it just wouldn’t make sense but then i thought to myself that i should be grateful for what my parents do for me. So, we started planning the party once again. I didn’t want to get my hopes up once again just so something could ruin