Descriptive Essay About My Family

Unlike The Glass Castle, author Jeanette Walls, it is not difficult for me to talk about my family history. It is easy for me simply because I was lucky enough and never experienced the hardships that Jeannette and her family went through. My full name is Ana Torres and I was born on October 21, 2000. I was born in Manila, Philippines but migrated to San Diego, California at a young age of 7. I am the youngest out of three kids. I have an older brother named Miguel who is 23 years old this year. He joined the Navy and is currently in Virginia. He wears glasses, has short hair, and likes to dress up like a hype-beast. He is also stubby, hard-headed, and likes to pull pranks. Lastly, I have an older sister named Camille who is currently 21 years old. She joined the Air Force after college and is currently stationed in Germany. She is also super short just like my brother and I.

I am the oldest child in my family. My sister Kylie was born after me. When she was born, I didn’t like it that much. I liked having a new member in the family, but more work was put on me. It was my first sign of getting older. Along with having more work, I was blamed on for everything. If she made a mess with my toys, it was my mess. Now that she is older she no longer makes messes for me to clean up.

I’m the middle child I have a older brother and a twin sister. I have a big family I have 2 step brothers and 2 step sisters. A step dad named Mark and a step mom michelle. My real Parents my mom is named Heather and my dad is named David. My twin sister is named Avery she is 4 minutes younger than me.She can get on my nervous and we fight alot. But I would do anything for her. I have a older brother Jack. He is 4 years older than me. We have mutual hate for each other. But we would do anything for each other. I love my brother with all my heart. I love my family they are what makes me me. So if anything happened to them you know I would make sure they were okay. The things that make you you are special. Don’t change because of other people. I wouldn’t change the things that define me. I will keep liking music, my birthday, and my

My family is very important to me because they have always been by my side when I needed them. My friends are also important to me because they give me laughter and comfort.

In 1996, my oldest sister was born. Two years later I arrived, and a few years after that, my two brothers were born, which made me the dreaded middle child.

Being the oldest child, your younger siblings will see you as their mentor or the role model to try and follow your footsteps . Me as a person, I love to motivate people because some just need a little push to strive for the better. I always seen myself as a leader for my younger siblings. Being a leader isn’t being bossy, it’s having a time to be serious when something is important. An example of my leadership is taking care of my two sisters and my five year old brother and showing them right from wrong. My middle sister is currently a sophomore at Moreno Valley High School. Her name is Lesslie. Lesslie has always been the type of person that feels like she can’t do something. When Lesslie was in middle school, her grades were straight A’s

Over the past years of my life, many things have changed, including my friends, lifestyle, religious beliefs and jobs. With everything constantly changing around me, there is one thing that has always stayed the same: my family. When I think about my most blissful moments in life, they all involve my family. My relationship with my parents, brother, husband and children is something that I learn to treasure more and more every day. There are many significant things in my life, but the most important relationship to me is family.

My parents, Steve and Amy, have been married for 23 years and have three children, and I am the middle child. I have one older sister, Emily, who is a sophomore at Ball State and she is majoring in Finance. I also have one younger brother, Justin, who is a freshman at Pioneer. My sister and I are very different. She is very soft spoken and does what she is told when she is told. On the other hand I like to share my opinions, and not let people treat me badly. My brother has the same attitude as my sister, but looks more like me. My dad is a farmer and my mom works as an accountant at Westminster Village. My favorite family member is my Grandma. She is my best friend and we spend a lot of time together. I love just going to her house to spend time and talk to her. We are

I never realized how hard it’d be to come out, especially to family members. I have yet to come out to my parents, but I have to some of the other members of my family. My family isn’t, let’s just say “not” that supportive of that community. Having have heard the many things they’ve said about how they dislike the LGBTQIA+ community and people that are a part of it, I’ve still been scared to come out to them; with the fear of them not wanting me, or disowning me. That fear lurks within me, like a shadow that comes out during the night.

You walk into a humid gym. It reeks of chalk and feet. The music is playing and it seems like everyone is talking at once. You walk around the corner and parents are sitting in gray stands gossiping. You look straight ahead and see girls working out on different apparatuses. Coaches are explaining drills to some, and giving corrections to others. With so many people talking, you can't hear what the coaches are saying. You only see their lips moving as they talk to the kids. Girls are in suim suit looking uniforms. They all look different ages, ranging from 4-18 years old. The girls you watch do a skill, jump off the beam, then talk happily to their friends. They look like their focused when performing, but when their done they all laugh and talk at once. My friends and family use different traits to describe me depending on the atmosphere we're in.

When I first saw this sidewalk it reminded me of the town I moved here from, then looking closer at the details around it I realized that the image itself represents me and my family as a whole. I grew up in a small town in West Virginia, my family and I lived in a trailer park on a road called grapevine. It was just me, my older sister, my mother, and my father for about four years, then on halloween of 2006 my younger sister was born. Living in a small house with only two rooms and no other options, we had to put the crib in the closet of my mother’s room. Crime in West Virginia has always been bad. One night while we were all asleep someone shattered the window in the living room broke in and stole our xbox and television. Living in the trailer park with the baby proved to be more dangerous with people constantly moving in and out. People kept breaking in, someone even climbed in through the window of my room. We were all scared and my father was losing his mind with anger, he even punched a hole straight through the ceiling. Then we finally had enough of all the break ins, so we moved in with my grandmother down the road.

I didn't think life could get much tougher than living on a reservation until I got sick. In my family everyone works, we have to in order to survive.

I saw my neighbors through the window. Reluctantly i had agreed to hang out with them a few hours earlier, mostly because my mom forced me to. I popped in a ear bud, a song by my chemical romance corsed through my blood. I stepped out to the warm sun, the smell of freshly cut grass hit me, they were the feelings of summer.

Grandma had to go out of town to visit her sister because she’s sick. So that leaves me stuck at home with my idiotic mother, her drunken boyfriend, and my hyper siblings. I am the middle child of my five siblings. I have an older sister Becky who is 19, an older brother Rico who is 17, then there 's me 14, my younger brother Matt who is 8, and my younger sister, Kyra, who is only two years old.

I’m the oldest and have two youngest sisters. We have always had our parents who love and care about us a lot. They will do anything for us. I was a happy kid and my life was completely perfect. What I’d never really thought about is that, someday one of them could no longer be there for us.