My Incarceration: A Short Story

If I had to start anywhere with my story; with who I am, I would have to start with my dad’s imprisonment. His incarceration is the catalyst to what changed my whole life completely. As a result of his imprisonment, my parents got a divorce and I had to live with my grandmother. In a sense, I nevermore saw my dad and I barely saw my mother because she worked late. It was difficult to remain focus in school when every night you wonder why your father is never around and every morning you hold 5-second meetings with your mother on your way to school. Much of the time, my uncle dropped me and my sister off at school. In the end, my so-called family perceived me hostilely, considering what my father is responsible for in prison. I felt betrayed …show more content…
At the same time, certain family members bullied me over my eating disorder, anorexia. School was my escape. School was a second home to me, where my friends and my teachers were my second family. I rarely felt displaced in school. As a result, I've excelled in my studies and my family continued to ridicule me because I loved being in school. My personality matured to becoming independent. Furthermore, I'd rather figure every single thing out on my own, since that's the way I've grown up. I've grown up, up to this point, without my father and my mother barely around from work. Yet, no matter what, I remain thankful that they attempted to become remotely involved. I learned the world's true colors from merely glancing at the people around me. Watching my grandmother care for my sister and I. Looking back in those days, it seemed as though that I was raising my younger sister, teaching her right from wrong, and helping her through school. Nobody, but I, was around when she wept and other days I'd cry along with her because I wished for my mom, too. Nevertheless, I had to stay strong for my sister. I was responsible for