Personal Narrative Essay: The Major Effects Of A Rough Life

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When I was growing up I had a rough life. My mother married my step-dad that was a rapist and a physical abuser. I remember many things from when I was growing up but there are a few times that really stick out the most to me. As a child going through this it could have major effects on you later in life. My life started out like any other normal child’s would. When I was in Kindergarten my mom got pregnant with my little brother and she had him the day of my graduation. After he was born is when both my mom and dad started acting different towards me; they started ignoring me, making me clean up and do everything even after my brother, yelling and hitting me. After my brother was born I felt completely ignored so I made friends with the …show more content…
I was told to do a more boring sport so I joined band and didn’t run around as much. I would still go out and play with my friends sometimes but not as often. At this point I started to hang around with my direct neighbor, which was my uncle that wasn’t much older than me, and we stayed inside playing cards and video games. One day while in his room I noticed a book on his chair, so I picked it up and started looking at it. When he realized what I was looking at he took it from me and said I could not read that. By this point I had already seen more than I should have, so I asked him what sex was. He told me that I should ask my parents. The next day is what changed my life …show more content…
He lost all of his short term memory and became very violent. I thought since he lost his memory he would stop, but he only got worse. He then was very protective over me; wouldn’t let me go stay the night anywhere, no one was allowed to come to our house, I wasn’t allowed to go outside with my neighbors and if I did he was calling me outside every few minutes. It got to the point that I did not even leave my house. I stayed in my room and watched television or played video games. I started gaining a lot of weight and my asthma got worse. When I was in fifth grade I was a size six by time I got into the eighth grade I was a size 16 and almost 200 pounds. I was always told I was being lazy but really I was depressed and no one knew what was really going

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