Hard Life

864 WordsApr 4, 20084 Pages
“Hard Life” This is a story I’ve been avoiding for a long time. I call this the story of my life. I’ve been through a lot in my life. It’s been filled with a lot of dramatic things most people would never imagine. I never felt it right to verbalize these happenings. Now, I feel it’s time I express these occurrences through a story. It all starts with my mother and father. I never really knew either of them. I lived with my mother, but I never really knew her. We were very distant people living in the same house. You could not have asked for two more different people. But I’m glad we’re opposites, the one thing in life I want more is to never be like her. I was told my father never had the desire to see me. I was merely an accident…show more content…
I was so worried my lifestyle choices were going to harm my baby. I spent most of my time asking God to take mercy on my child and not to take the wrath He had for me out on him or her. I’m now two years clean and nineteen years old. I miraculously have a year and a half old, healthy baby girl. I thank God every day for my child and for Megan, my friend who decided to help me, and her mother. Without them I would probably still be a junkie and probably would have either had an abortion or given up my child. I ask God every day for the strength to live my life to the fullest and to raise my child with the love and protection I never
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