No Family Is Perfect? Essay

1107 Words Aug 30th, 2016 5 Pages
“No family is perfect. We argue, we fight. We even stop talking to each other at times, but in the end family is family. The love will always be there.” -Unknown

Apparently being seven years old is not as fun and magical as we have been led to believe. When I was seven, the ground beneath my feet broke apart, and I didn 't even realize that I was doing the splits. My belief was that the pains in my legs were only the result of my bones growing and changing. After years of not knowing, I eventually started to notice that my feet had gone numb. Before I could do anything, I fell and landed with an astounding amount of force. It was when I was seven, that my aunt did something that tore apart my family.

I had been playing with my three cousins in the front yard of my childhood home, our parents sitting in lawn chairs having what appeared to be a pleasant conversation. Looking back I realize that hadn 't been the case at all. My aunt, a woman whom I had always thought very highly of, had accused me of acting inappropriately around her children. This accusation did not sit well with my mother, nevertheless she kept quiet knowing it wasn 't in our best interest to stir things up at that moment. She decided it would be appropriate to talk to her brother, who is very knowledgeable when it comes to child behavior, about the ordeal. My uncle had said to her, "The way Juliette is acting is completely normal for a child her age. I can assure you that there isn 't any reason for you…

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