The Storm That Changed My Life

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Remember when you were a little kid and how terrifying a thunderstorm was. The vivid lighting and the earsplitting thunder making you want to hide under the blankets or run to your parents. Well, there was a time in life, where everything seemed gloomy and dark, just like the storm. There was sadness all around. There were moments that I could see the sun and hear the laughter, but it never lasted long enough for me to remember.
It was the year of 2011, the darkest time of my life. The storm that was going to change my life. My parents were the worst influence. It was the middle of the school week, there was lots of homework for science class. It was passed bedtime for the 7th grader, but this homework was a big part of my grade. There was
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These time it was the woman. I think she felt the same the freedom that I felt when the man left forever. She didn’t have the chains of a husband anymore. The women thought she could go out and forget all her problems. The only problem was she forgot that she had 5 kids at home waiting for her to cook and put them to bed. She started having horrible addictions with drugs and alcohol and hanging with wrong people in the wrong places. It was like this woman was turning back the clock and going to her college and teenage years. Because of her, I took it upon myself to protect and care for my sisters. I know that my sisters thought I was being bossy at the time, but that’s because I hid all the bad that was happening in the room next to them. They didn’t know that their mother was buying alcohol for underage kids. I didn’t want them to know that woman was leaving in the middle night to “cuddle” with a …show more content…
I needed to talk about these storms. I was seeking for help. I wanted help. But when I talked to her all I got was the blame. My grades were dropping because I was helping my sisters and she blamed me for it. I now know that this lady didn’t understand. But because of her, I have learned that these trials are my blessings that were playing dress up. These trials have helped me grow as a person and understand others. These storms have shaped me. They have helped me learn that family isn’t always by blood and parents do wrong. They have shown me that I want to be there when someone wants to

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