Personal Narrative: How My Mom Changed My Life

I grew up in Cleveland Ohio. My mother is a single mother. I have never met my father. I have a sister who never met her father too but also doesn’t even know who her father is. My mother was never close to her family. She always kept my sister and I away from our own family. My sister has a disability and her life was always changing. My mom is bi polar and she never took her medicine. My sister and I went there so much with my mom there were so many days that I thought I wouldn’t make it there. But I never full gave up. Don’t get me wrong, my mother does love us, and she always gave us what we wanted, but she has so much anger, stress, sadness and heart she didn’t know how to deal with her past of her horrible physical and mental abuse. My mother put us through some similar things. It’s sad because she didn’t even realize that. We had a lot of men in and out of our life. Unfortunately, a lot of them were drug addicts or alcoholics. I had to beat up so many of my mother boyfriend because of the way they treated her but I’m thankful I never had to go to jail for that. …show more content…
One of the men that was in my life was a white man name Lee. He came over a lot and took me and my sister everywhere to buy us new things like games, and toys. I started coming to his house and got very close to his family. I was especially close to his mother to the point I looked up to her as a grandma because my real grandma wasn’t there for me. I spent most of my life with Lee and started to look at him like the dad I never had. However, in my heart I always knew something was odd about the whole situation. I really never questioned until I started to get older I saw a change in him and I never really knew why, but I started to put things