Narrative Essay On Who Am I

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Who Am I ? “Every family has a story to tell… Welcome to mines” (Smith). Even though my family has its ups and downs, we are still family at the end of the day and in the long run we will always have each others back to protect, love and care for each other no matter if our friends do or not. In my life I went through a lot of eventful moments, some sad, some mad, some good, and some rad. A few of the people that helped me realize and make me who I am today are my wonderful grandmother, my favorite uncle and my father! At the age of 15 and 17, a young woman and man had beautiful little baby girl on January 6, 2001, in Mt. Vernon, Illinois. As she rapidly started to grow, she was always told don’t be like this person or that person, do …show more content…
Even though I am past my mother's bad age my grandmother still stays on me, but if she didn’t it would show that she doesn’t care and I know she does. She has raised me all my life to become a young, smart and independent woman so when she is gone I will be well prepared for the real world. She got sick when I was very young so I don’t remember much besides her being in and out of hospitals and nursing homes, but I do remember how strong and how hard she worked to provide for me, her and my uncle. As soon as my uncle graduated he got married and moved out, but he always stayed around the corner from where ever we lived because it was just me and her alone and I wasn’t old enough to take care of her on my own. As I was growing and developing, I watched all of these physical therapists and nurses enter in and out of my home as I was a young girl, which makes me strive to want to become a physical therapists or athletic trainer because I’ve always had to help with my grandma. I think my grandmother (granna) has done a phenomenal job raising me and I appreciate and love her for that because she didn’t have to. And still till this day I will always say that no one can take care of my grandma like I do and no one can take care of me like she

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