Narrative Essay About The Day I

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October 12th. The day that I,Heather Kubel, a freshman at Sierra Lutheran High School, would have embedded in my memory forever. The day that I will always be able to remember the exact details, despite the shudder that would come from recalling it. I had had a pretty basic life up to now. I had an older brother in college and two parents who had taken me to church every Sunday since I was a little girl; despite the fact that my father and the rest of my family were Jewish. Sure, my mom had shown some questioning character traits the past few years, but I never thought it would get this far. My mom had been acting strange for a few years but she had never accused me of an act that would make me question everything I ever thought of when …show more content…
Well, except for the fact that my mom glared at me whenever my dad would spend time with me. It even got to the point where my dad had to do my laundry in secret because my mom was so suspicious about my dad being around my undergarments. Whenever I would confide in my friends about what was going on at home, they would pray for me and encourage me by saying things would get better. To them, what my mom did seemed to be the climax of a bad family situation and that meant things could only get better from there. I doubtfully believed them but I held onto the hope that Jesus was who He says He was and that He would carry my burdens for me. Over the course of the next few years, I would truly understand the weight of my burdens and how much I needed my Savior to carry them for …show more content…
My mom was starting to go from just being out of the ordinary to tormenting me. She would fill me with lies calling me ugly and telling me that they only reason a guy would ever want to marry me is so that they man could have a mother in law like my mom. She would wait outside my room all night long and jump out and scare me, whispering terrorizing things when I would wake up to use the hallway bathroom. My mom would even purposely do things to upset me so that she could film me and then blackmail and exploit me to her friends. On Christmas day my mom even called the cops on my father because he tried to stop my mom from take crude videos of me. Many more harsh moments that lead to heartache for both me and my dad occurred before my father finally took her out of the abusive household. That night that my dad and I escaped the terrors that my mom beheld on us would forever be encrypted in my

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