Personal Narrative: Before I Live With My Dad

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Before I lived with my dad, we didn’t get along at all. We were complete opposites and just never had anything to talk about. I remember being younger and having tons to talk about, but everything just changed out of no where. I couldn’t go to him with everything anymore. I couldn’t even go to my own mother. He cared for us the best he could, despite us not living with him, and he tried to keep us happy. He knew our mom wasn’t a good mom. He knew I picked up the slack. What he didn’t know was just how bad it was. He didn’t know that I was always home cleaning and cooking. He didn’t know that my mom partied and didn’t come home until morning. He didn’t know that Tayler had tried to run away a few times. He didn’t know that Jordyn was always at a friend’s house. If he was aware of all of this, he didn’t say anything. I guess I was just so mad at him. I was mad that I was technically the mom. I was mad that I couldn’t see my friends and that I was doing bad in school because running a house was a full-time job. I was mad that everyone saw me suffer in that big house, and no one tried to save me. The neighbors were afraid of my crazy mother, …show more content…
There are so many things my dad doesn’t know about me. He doesn’t know I still want to leave Hot Springs. He doesn’t know that I don’t exactly believe in God. He doesn’t know that I love tattoos and want to be inked up. He doesn’t know I want my septum pierced. He just wants me to be his “Casey-girl” forever. All the time I hear him talk about how tattoos and piercings are trashy. He talks about how rockstars and celebrities are bad people. He talks about it… and it hurts. I just turn on the music and I’m over it, but I can’t help but think about what it will be like when Casey-girl leaves the nest and does what she wants. What’s he going to say when I come back to him covered in tattoos and piercings? What happens if I become a music sensation and I become a celebrity? I don’t know. I don’t have the

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