I Am A Monster Fighting Family

“After supper, I’ll bring her a free birthday cake with unique candles. How does that sound?”

My 16-year-old daughter Kathryn sits me down on the living room couch and somberly announces, “Dad, I have something to tell you.”

“It's for you! It's an extra for good measure.” she assured with a cheeky wink.

“There's no such thing,” he told me. “They're nonsense and you know better. Sleep. Now.” He also warned that if I wanted something to really be scared about that I should be scared that he would come back with his belt if I woke mom and him up again that night. And that settled the monster question for him. What it didn't answer was why my dad had spoken so very seriously to a bunch of people about monsters being real that very morning and then had just then told me that they

“As you may know,” I announced, “Goldie doesn't have to eat the candy with chocolate in it if she doesn't want to. She

“Well, I have a package for all of us!” said Jo, trying to get Ann’s attention.

I wish, that I was the top person in gymnastic class. I wish, I could be the best on the balance beams and won’t hurt myself. I wish, the bars weren’t so hard to flip around. I wish, I could do a back flip and have the best flips there is. I wish I didn’t have a fear of flipping. I wish, to go to the Olympics and have all perfect scores.

“I am very thankful for you to even become my first friend in the league!” Artemis said cheerfully.

Having my dad around all the time wasn’t my everyday routine. I’d see him once or twice a week so I wasn’t very much used to see him every day. One day I came home after school and he and my mom were on the balcony talking, the notice I was staring, they both looked at me and called for a family meeting by the tone of their voices I could tell there was

One early morning around four and my phone buzzes so I roll over and answer it and it was my cousin she told me to go to my parents room and wake my father. As I walked to my parents room, I said he is not going to talk to you he will call you later but they said that they needed to talk to him now. Well I had waken my father from his slumber and told him my cousin was on the telephone.

This place is very creepy,” I said. “Oh well I might as well get some candy from that weird

A person’s family of original is their family he or she grew up in (Welch). This could be a family someone was brought up in or adopted into (Welch). In my case, my family of origin is my family related by blood because I grew up in this household my entire life. There are many types of subfamilies such as single parent families, childless or childfree families, stepfamilies, cohabiting, and same sex families. I was raised in a traditional family and so have all my ancestors tracing back to the family genogram.

I grew up in a household slightly different from the average household. This abnormal household showed me that no matter the family unit someone can have a positive influence in their life that will push them to achieve their goals. We lived in Maryland so the cost of living was high my parents had to work multiple jobs. This means my brother and I really had little to none parental or supervision growing up. I am only four years younger than my brother so I would hang with his crowd of friends rather than mine. In my household, my mother’s niece, Monet lived with us she is about ten years older than my brother. When my brother and I would wake up and I would be the only person in the house. I can remember waking up and smelling the freshly cooked waffles and bacon downstairs. Monet was my mother’s brother, daughter. Monet became so close to my brother Avery and I she was almost as if she was our sister. I can remember growing up and she would always say, “You don't have to take the route I took, its many more exits on the highway.” Even though I was young I was not blind to the fact of Monet role in the community and her neighborhood job I never judged her, she did what she had to do to make ends meet. It was an experience every day, or anytime being with Monet. She was so popular around Maryland it was almost like everywhere we went we received respect love. Now that I look back at the past, I see that Monet has taught me a lot that I know and live by today. I could

It was a Ssaturday morning during the fall season and I was up early watching some cartoons when I realized my dad was up. He was up and about doing his usual Ssaturday chores when I notice something different about him. He looked and acted nervous but at the same time he was super excited for something. That something was a Michigan football game, which was gonna be played in a few hours. I never really notice my dad act like this before, but when I did I knew something was up. I then asked my dad, “What’s the big deal dad?” and then he said, “It’s the season opener for Michigan football!” A few hours had passed and suddenly I had heard my dad scream in joy at the TV. I then came running into the living

Which is fine by me. “I also have a surprise for you all!” she shouted excitedly.