My Life From The Age Of Five

1285 Words Sep 27th, 2016 6 Pages
When I reflect on my life from birth to the age of five, I have very different memories and experiences than most. I would say almost all of the students in this class reflect upon a happy childhood, which wasn’t the case for me. My mother was an alcoholic and my father was an alcoholic and drug user. I am very glad that I don’t remember everything that happened, but I do remember some pretty key moments in my life. The first thing that I remember was my brother and I being left unattended for a majority of the first five years. Since both of my parents were addicts and had “needs” often times they would not come home for periods of time. I was left to attend to my brother who is two years younger than me. Aside from being left alone, my mother was also abusive. I remember one Christmas I had opened a present early and hid it. When I refused to tell my mother where it was she beat me and threw me against the bed where I hit the frame. This wasn’t the only time I can remember my mother getting violent with me, just one of the worst. My younger brother started to take on the same tendencies that were exhibited by my mother. One afternoon my mother forced me to take a nap with her. She had her arm around me so I couldn’t leave. My brother and I were bickering and he ended up throwing a knife at me. It hit me in the head and I had to go to the emergency room and get stitches right above my eye. I often wonder how my brother and I survived. My parents were reported to…

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