My Most Important Eventful Part Of My Life

When I was about 4 years old my parents gave me the news that I was going to have a baby brother. At first I dint know what to think or say mostly because I dint know what the meant. Shortly after my mom gave birth to my little brother Adrian, he is now 10 years old and in the 5th grade.

We got to spend the next couple hours bonding in the hotel room with him so that he would get to know us. Once it got dark he was taken back to the foster mother’s house. We would get to see him for the rest of the days in our trip. We got to bring him on excursions with us and bond with him so he would be comfortable when we took him home in a few months. After spending these few days with him we decided to change his first name to Bryan, after my dad. We kept his middle name as Carlos. This trip was very important to our family and made our lives entirely

A couple of years later when I was in second grade my family just returned from a cruise,and my mom took a pregnacy test, causing us to figure out my mom was pregnant. A couple of months later my mom took me and my granny(she was visiting at the time)to this place that does baby related things including figuring out if you were going to have a boy or a girl.My mom did that and guess what!I was going to have a baby sister!Also they had these things called Heartbeat Bears which are stuffed animals that made a heartbeat sound recorded from your baby,two of those, a whale for me ,and a bunny for my sister.

I wasn’t there to see my siblings being born, but I was there when I got to visit them, and when my mom was pregnant, but wasn’t there for their birth. They aren’t twins, they are 4 years apart, if there was any confusion. When my nine year old sister was born, we were living in the state known as Texas. We only got to see her for a few minutes before we had to leave. When my mom was pregnant, I couldn’t wait to be a big sister, and that was a mistake, (she scares me). When my mom was pregnant with my five year brother, I was the one to know first, and she didn't tell us what gender, I just knew, she kept denying it, but I was the one who had that feeling that he was there, she never told me she was pregnant and I knew

When I was 3 years old my mother and father got divorced. My father was abusive due to drugs and my mother couldn't handle it anymore. After my parents got divorced my sister Julie and I saw my father every other weekend. My father got more into drugs after the divorce and my sister and I didn’t get to see him much. When I was 7 years old my father got put in jail. Since my sister and I were only children we didn't understand why our father left. Our father was in and out of county jail during our life D.U.I’s, starting fights with people, hitting my mother. We didn’t know much about what our father did because he didn’t want us to know because we were too young. But my father was sentenced about 30 days in county jail. My sister and I missed

My dad was getting dressed nice in a collared shirt and slacks. My aunt Keziah was on her way over to watch my brothers and I was going to a friend’s house. Today the court would decide whether or not we live with my mom or dad. I finally understood. My dad loved my mom. He left because he had too, not because he wanted too. I heard him on the phone saying that it is best for him but not for his children. What was good for us was being where there was no abuse. No aggression. I do not blame you, dad. I believe you have changed. And he did.

Like I said before, I could not feel anything at the time but the help I got was more than I could have hoped for. I guess I just hoped for anything that would help take the pain away.

I was born from a family, in which it was just my sister and I. At a tender age

It’s all start when my sister and I went to Watson. While I’m doing window shopping, my sister went to buy some stuff. Accidently, in a glance, I saw my sister at the health section. In consciously, I went to her with full of questions, and asked her ‘are you sick?’ Then she turned back to me and answered my question with a question, ‘is this good?’

there. It was wonderful that we had a baby brother. I still to this day think of him as my baby brother.

I immediately became elated to the fact that I will be the oldest child out of three brothers. I remember how excited I was to tell all my friends and teachers that I was going to have another brother or sister. On May 7, 2007, my little brother Joseph was born. I remember during the time he was born, my grandmother started to live with my family. She would pick me up from school everyday. During the course of first grade, I started to have more responsibilities of taking care of my little brother. For example, I would help my mother or grandmother whenever they need assistance. Taking care of my little brother gave me basic knowledge and skills I use today when I

When we went to see him in the hospital it was like my whole world changed. He was small and cute, he had a little nose and little hands and he flipped my whole life upside down. His name is Jake, he is 12 and I distinctly remember meeting him and thinking he was going to steal all of my attention from my mom. He is my little brother, my little bear and as he grew up he grew to be this funny, short, video game loving dork, but he changed everything. He changed how I acted and just by his presence and him always wanting to be like me, he makes me want to be a good role model and a better person. I love him more than he will ever know, but as with any siblings, they can drive you crazy. He wants to always be with me and he knows exactly

A life-changing event is not something to be taken lightly. Throughout our lives, we encounter many obstacles and changes, some of which bring us joy and excitement, others of which may be hard for us to handle. When I look back on my relatively short life, it may, at first, be hard for me to think of an event that has truly molded and shaped the person that I am today. I have encountered several changes, but at the time, they felt like mere speed bumps along my path. Looking back now, it is easy for me to see that these changes were not by chance, but were placed in my path to form the person that I am today.

I was in seventh grade when I found out that my mother was pregnant. My sister, dad, and I were standing in line at Chipotle while my mom was in Chicago for work. Our dad started saying something and he abruptly stopped speaking, causing us to bombard him with questions. “WHAT?.. TELL US!” He finally came out to say that we were going to have another sibling soon. “WHAT?” my sister and I responded with a blank face, not believing that it was true because it was very unexpected. Eventually, after arguing for a few minutes over the truth, we believed that it was happening and

When I was two years old my brother was born. He was born on November 13, 2007. He was born at Children's Hospital, which my mom worked there at the time. My mom could choose one person, and she chose one person. The dreadful thing was if my mom was not there I thought I stayed with mamma. Therefore when my mom chose my grandma, I did not think it was fair so, I threw a ridiculous tantrum. My grandma said” Well should I stay” “No,” said my grandpa, so my grandpa picked me up. I was asleep within like two minutes.