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Personal Narrative: Chuckie Sisters

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The first time I met Sofia was at Chuckie Cheese. I was twelve at the time and my dad had come to the conclusion that after 10 months, he would finally introduce me to the half sibling I didn’t know existed. At the time, my parents had been separated for over a year and the idea of my “cookie cutter” family breaking up had still not fully resonated to my siblings and I. Sofia was just a few months at the time, and in the first hour I met her I had determined that she cried too much and that I hated her. I hated that she represented a secret my dad had kept from us and that she was reassurance that my family would never return to the way we used to be. But most of all, I hated that she was so innocent and pure, yet she was placed unknowingly into a world of so much danger. …show more content…

So, after just a few visits with my dad, I learned to not only accept the new addition to my family, but to love her. I promised myself that I would stay by her side and would lead her through the confusing world we live in. I knew that I would do everything I could to insure that she never got hurt. This lasted for a while, and I began to view my family’s situation as “normal”. That’s when my dad decided to throw in another curveball; that weekend I entered my dad’s apartment and made my way to Sofia’s room per usual, except this time when I opened the door I was surprised to see that where one twin bed used to lay was now replaced with two cribs. This was my dad’s way of telling us that him and his fiance were expecting again, twins this time. Thus, my dad’s fiance moved in along with her two kids from her first marriage, expanding the number of siblings I had from 3 to 8 in less than three

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