He told me that he didn’t hear anything last night, the only reason I heard it was because my room was next to my parent’s room and my brother’s room is next to mine. While my brother was at school, I was helping my mother clean up the mess that was in her room and well, the whole house. I never felt so depressed in my life, I didn’t want to eat, and I didn’t want to talk to no one but my mother. We lost everything when my father left, we lost the house we used to live in, my brother and I lost mostly all of our stuff because we have to sell it to get money. My mother basically sold all her good jewelry to get some cash to feed my brother and me. I had to sell my grandmothers’ gold bracelet to help my mother out. I felt so sad to give up my stuff because I was so used to getting everything I wanted and now I was realizing that I wouldn’t be getting that anymore. My aunt helped my mother get a room in a cheap motel in Kissimmee, my mother and I were terrified. There were bugs all over the place, the beds were dirty, and there were hobos and drug dealers in the hallway. Every time my mother, brother, and I would walk to get to the first floor, drug dealers would come up to my mother and ask if she wanted a “good” time?. It was just scary, I wouldn’t be able to sleep because I would think someone would try to sneak into our room. My brother didn’t know what was happening, we kept …show more content…
My brother and I were walking home from school and we ran into him and his “new” girlfriend. Once he saw us he started to hug my brother and me, my brother tried so hard not to cry and he managed to do so well, I on the other hand didn’t feel anything when he hugged me. I felt like I was hugging a stranger, after that day, I never saw him again. My mother also had a special someone that she was seeing, his name was Jose and he was a kind man, at first. Once we moved in, my brother and I didn’t really know how to do chores or really didn’t know how to “earn” stuff, basically we started from the bottom and worked to the top. I learned that having money is not what brings you happiness, having your family, even if it’s just your mom and your brother as long as we are together, then we are happy. It was difficult in learning how to respect, doing chores, and working hard to earn your own stuff. At the end, it was worth it, sometimes I look back on how I used to be and ask my mom, “was I really that horrible?” my mother would say “yeah but you learned how to change and now you’re a hard working young woman”. Now I live with my fiancé in our own home, he works; I work and go to school at the same time. One day we will have our own family and I tell him let’s not teach our kids how to be spoiled, but to learn how to earn things in