Personal Narrative-Big Family: Who Am I?

Who Am I? I have a pretty big family, and believe it or not, I do not even know everyone 's name. My mother and I have a bond that is like no other. Her name is Florence Willis, she has three children, she is an only child, she works at Caterpillar, and she is 35 years old. She had me when she was 16 years old, and the funny thing is, we are 16 years apart. My mom has been there for me, as long as I can remember. She shows me that I can do anything and everything I put my mind to, and she has always told me that she has my back. I believe her. My mom loves my siblings and I with her whole being. My mom has always put us before everything. She has protected us from everything she could since we have been on this earth. One thing she could not, however, protect me from was being considered gay, when I am not. …show more content…
I was different from other children. I was shorter, quieter, I did not use cursing words, and I did not know any slang. Since the fourth grade, I have always come across the same question, which is; “Are you gay?” At the time, I did not know what gay meant. I went home and looked it up in the dictionary, and the only thing that I could find was that it meant happy. Every time someone asked me if I was gay, I replied, “Yes aren 't you?.” Their response was “No!” As a result I started to wonder what gay actually meant. I asked my mom what it was. She got a little concerned, like all mothers would, and she explained to me that being gay is when someone likes a person who has the same private parts. At the time, I thought it was weird, and I did not know why anyone would think that I was