My Childhood

I can recall the day it happened, like it was yesterday, the air had a certain emptiness to it. It felt cold, barren, but it just felt like any normal rough day, where everything would not go your way. I arrived home from hockey practice like I do every Thursday with my father and was ready to lay down before I did my homework. Then we got the call and we bolted to the emergency room at Mercy Hospital. The nurse took us into a waiting room and we heard the heartbreaking news from the physician and the room went still. It was not a typical quiet but so quiet that you could almost hear your heart pounding out of your chest. When we saw my Mother, and we shockingly gazed what the car crash did to her it was a completely eye-opening. This could not be your Mother; that is all

I remember being taken away from my mother at age seven. My brother was only a year old when we were separated. We were ripped away from her arms and placed in foster care. I can recall that day clear as a crystal. My throat felt constricted as I yelled out for my mother, my eyes were red and puffy from all the crying, my knees bruised because I refused to be taken away. From then out my life tumbled down. I could no longer protect my brother, I could not be there to wipe my mother’s tears away. I was alone and frightened. Now that I look back at my experiences in foster care it made me stronger. As of today I am more grounded, and able to go through life with a new lense. I got to experience foster care and am able to empathize with those who have gone through it as well.

I remember waking up that day and that feeling in my stomach, knowing what was about to happen. Growing up I knew about my father's sickness. My family, I recall, was always supportive. No one ever thinks about how one day, everyone you’re around for years, can just vanish. I cherished my friends as I was growing up. I lived there for a majority of my life, up until fourth grade. I remember sitting at a neighbor's house and having the mother come into the room and inform me that I need to be home swiftly. As I ran home, my head was crowded with thoughts to the point where I could not even think about why I was supposed to be home quickly. That day marked the transition of what would be the biggest change in my life. As by dad became sicker,

Answer: One particular relationship that has deeply affected me is with my sister, Cadie. My parents took her in when I was only two years old and she was my first sibling.Her life when she was young was very rough.She had to deal with the trauma of loss as she was growing up, and that taught me right off the bat how much your words and actions can affect someone. This relationship really taught me how to be compassionate for others and really have that special place in your heart for everyone you really love.This also taught me to set a good example to my younger siblings because they look up to you and you really have to make sure you set a good example.

Two significant people that made an impact for me are my parents because they have always worked hard to give us everything we need. If it wouldn’t have been for my parents guiding me to be better than others I might have Joined a gang or been under bad influences. There are two significant events that really impacted me one was a tragic event that happened to my neighbor/friends, who lost their mother after she died for reasons that I was too young to remember. After watching them live their lives without mothers I couldn’t imagine how hard it was for them. The Second event is a shooting that happened at home while we were gone and my brother wasn’t with us, my family and I were terrified until my mother received a call from my aunt who lived nearby, who had my brother for several hours. After, that moment my family had begun to feel relieved and learned to not let any moment we spend together be worthless. If there would be one thing that I would change from my past it would be surrounding myself from kids who instead of helping each other rise,

My childhood was full of memories. Some are good memories and bad, I would say most of them were good. When I was in elementary school I was a very bad individual in school. I was tired of getting

I thought I was gone died that day cause I never experience’s something like that before. We open the washroom door there were two huge trees in our living room and the roof cave in. My mother start screaming and crying, and the house down there street was all gone, but it was some houses that didn’t get hit. I come out and I could do was fall on my knees and start crying until I just couldn’t cry no more. My mother hug me so tight and I said I love you so much and I told her I love her too. There were power lines down in the street so my mother sent me for help and as I’m walking in the street and I see this lady on the ground and then I run to her to see she was ok but it was too late she was already gone that’s when I knew she were dead. I didn’t know what to do so I found this blanket that I found in the street and I just cover her body. That was my first time seeing a dead body without it being in a casket. I couldn’t find nobody so I headed back home and told my mother what I did and she was in shock. But there was houses that didn’t get that’s when the neighbors came out and everybody was asking are you ok. I was so mad I didn’t want to say

Our mom Julia had overdosed and the EMTs did everything they could but she was pronounced dead hours ago with J right beside her. Julia wasn't my biological mother but she had raised me alongside J my entire life. My dad had been with her for a while back when I was younger and she even used to say that he was like the Kurt Cobain to her Courtney Love, he hadn't died or anything but after getting too comfortable he ran off and dumped me onto Julia like some hand me down.

Childhood is something that every human must go through in life. It is filled with similar milestones like your first birthday, first game, and things very similar to that, yet, everyone’s childhood varies, causing there to be differences in personality, paths we take and even how we view the world. The biggest influence in my life would definitely be where I grew up. I moved to three different places that were completely different from one another. I believe that each of these places have contributed toward the person I ended up growing into.

September 27th 2009. I was on my dad’s weekend and my mom was in the hospital for a weeks. I would visit her every day and sometimes bring her flowers. But on september 27th I woke up and walked into my living room and my dad was sitting on the couch looking sad. I asked what was wrong and then a knock was heard on the door it was my step dad and half brother. My step dad had puffy eyes he was crying. He told me to sit down and my brother came out and sat next to me. My dad looked at us and he spoke up your mother had just passed this morning. I was shocked I was hurt I was scared.I didn’t know if i should cry or run away. I’ve learned that losing someone you love is tough.

Growing up I believe we all have things and people that affect us as people. Then that effect on use makes use who we are. For me I remember Tim Burtons movies being a huge part of my life and teaching me lesson that I probably wouldn't have learned that early in life. I always liked them better than other kid movies because the were darker and they charactor seemed real and not something out of a fairy tail.

The first memory I have is of my mom pulling me on a Mickey mouse blanket. In many ways my family, school and community have shaped the me and has made me a better person.

"Never forget the past…because it may haunt you forever. Regret all the bad things…cherish the good things. Look ahead always…but don't let the bad things from the past get in your mind." As a young child, there were so many incidents in my life that made me become the person I am today. There were rough times as well as good times. If I were to tell you all of them, I would remember half of them. I think some of my incidents really had some impact, and some were just simple ways of life. To tell you the truth, the incident that had the most impact on me has to be when my real father left me at the age of three. I never knew my father. I mean being a baby, you really have no experience or recognition of somebody else.

If you were to ask me what is something I remember from my childhood that was so significant I would answer, food. Food has definitely been such an huge impact in my life. Coming from a Mexican household, it is something that brings people together and makes us connect with all the spices as well as experiment with different tastes. Being so experimental with food at a young age thanks to mom has definitely defined what kind of food I am willing to try and what I will eat. Being a 21 year old woman in college I can say my food choices have changed drastically but food is my full source of survival in life.

My childhood is something I don’t often reflect on. There were good times as well as bad, and unfortunately, it’s hard to weigh out which ones affected me the most. I was a normal child, a little on the rambunxious side, and often felt that if there was something