Personal Narrative: My Journey During World War I

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It was the winter of 2013 when I made the decision to join the United States Army. I was seventeen years and a graduate from the Job Corps. I believed it was the right choice for me because I wanted to develop my inner capabilities to break the cycle of unreliable men in my family. I am the youngest of six and raised by a mother that adapted to the unreliability of my father, yet still remained faithful as “a good woman should”. (Johnson, 2016)
My mother was always a bit of a perfectionist, she desired to be the prime example of the Good-Baptist or as I should say Black-Baptist Mother. Taking me to church every Sunday, whether I desired to or not. My mother graduated from High School, my father did not, my mother has had the same job for
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Usually the victim involved in the situation is seeking help. (Kalat, 1992) In this case, Avery was indeed of help and encouragement but was too emotionally damaged to voice his concern. I had no control of his actions but I felt as though as someone that was once a role model for him that I should’ve worked harder on maintaining the same relationship we had prior to myself enlisting. Apart of me also made the mistake of “diffusing my responsibility” as an uncle because I was not the only one Avery had biologically. (Kalat, 1992)However, I knew that the relationship we had was a lot stronger because of the fact we grew up together like brothers. I was then told by my mother that Avery’s mother, my sister, was being verbally abused by her husband. I was immediately disgusted at the fact that my mom was merely telling me the details on the destruction of my family rather than acting on or even reporting it. At that point my mother became a bystander to the abuse my sister was experiencing. As I questioned her on her non-attempt to stop the abuse, it appears as though the insults and cruel remarks thrown at my sister from her husband, was nothing

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