The Day My Life Changed My Childhood

My story isn't quite special really, although I have lived under some unique circumstances. My mother was a single parent raising my little sister and I until she married my Stepdad in 2007. I was five at the time and had no father figure until then. From that time on he became my dad. Our new family moved twice before living in a small city where we stayed for 6 years. This is where I made close friends, achieved academic excellence, went to church regularly, life was great or so I thought. What seemed to be our perfect life was turned upside down as hard times fell upon us. I was now the oldest of five younger siblings, my mom wasn't healthy, and my dad had to struggle to keep things going.

When I was a child, most of the stories or situations I have been through was, mostly, my dad hitting me and my parents fighting constantly; so pretty much I did not really grew up watching Barney, traveling to places, and going to Disneyland often. I thought I would have to live like this for the rest of my academic life, but one day around the age of eight, my dream came true. My parents had enough of each other, so they went their own ways; even though, I was glad that I do not have to life miserably anymore, I was not. I thought that everything would settle down and live a calm life with my mom, but as a result, I ended up raising my two siblings. My dad left the house, my mom was in her own world, and I had to watch my siblings. I thought my parents divorce would benefit me, but all it did was for me to not live as an eight-year-old would. I thought that my dream of going to a great university and becoming a Physician Assistant came crashing down. A couple weeks later, my dad came back and long-story short, my siblings and I had to go hang out with my dad for

I wanted to just go home a lot of the time, but stayed because our house was a little too far. I never really complained because I knew my mom had so much on her plate being a single parent so I was just thankful for what I did have. I experienced the real world at a young age, and when I turned 16 started my first job to support my family. My mom and I split the bills so she wouldn’t have to work two jobs anymore. It wasn’t easy at all, and used to always wish I had a different life. Everyone my age always had fun on the weekends while I had to save all my money for bills. Managing school on weekdays and work on the weekend was hard at first, and I had to learn to put my happiness aside to make my mother happy. Slowly, the money my mom and I had put together was enough to put a downpayment on a small house for the three of us. Not only that, but I finally had my own room, bed, and a big desk so I didn’t have to do my homework on the bed anymore. Everytime I walk into my room I see all the sweat I put in these past years to achieve my goal. I’m happy I didn’t let where I grew up mess up my future, and have overcome all the obstacles that have came into my life so

From working several jobs at a time to make sure I had everything I needed, she became the reason why I was raised the way I raised. The lesson that “ I should treat everyone like the most important person in the world because I will never know when I might need them” was engraved in my head was owned by my mother. Sometimes she would tell me that she had holes in her socks and I knew it was due to most of her money going towards my private school tuition in order for me to be able to have the best education I could get. My mother is my background, my identity, interest, and talent. She is truly the one that has set me up for success, regardless of how fatigued or overworked she is. She is the person who truly defines who I am and who I have become to this

I grew up to be a very strong and smart girl. I was loved and cared for by my parents and my brother. My childhood memories are bright, colorful and joyful. I was always healthy and active. But when I was about 7/8 years old my only brother was diagnosed with cancer. The next two years were about my brother being in and out of the hospital. We practically lived there when my brother got worse. I watched my brother lose his hair and grow pale and on July 28th 2004 my brother died, and my life was turned upside down.

My childhood was very hard. At the age of 17, I was an orphan. My mother was a writer and my father was a minister, author and professor of Latin, Greek and philosophy. My mother died and then, three years later, my father died. I went to live with my aunt. My brothers died and I was heartbroken.

My childhood was simple. Nothing special, nothing horrible. I was raised to value hard work, honesty, and education. I love my childhood, and besides moving house a few times nothing happened that was a serious change. I liked to think that I was an average kid, I was going to graduate high school, go to a local college, and then find my way through life. However, the summer after I turned seventeen, things changed, abruptly. One morning, in late July, I woke up and decided to go on a hike. It was something I had always contemplated, hiking from my house in Newton to my grandparents house in the nearby town of Sedgwick. I got up early, packed some food and water, and left a note on the table. I remember heading out of town, walking out past Sand Creek Station, the golf course south of town. Then I remember waking up in a hospital room, no clue of who I was, where I was, or what was going on.

My childhood was fun I spent my mornings in the classroom, I started going school at the young age of 4, my afternoons were spent playing and hanging around my friends, and my evenings with my siblings and cousins. A couple of my cousins lived with us for a while during that time. My mom was the one caring for them since their parents were not around. When my aunt and uncle returned to claim their kids that is when my entire life would change forever. They came for their kids and were filing paperwork to move the United State of

    In life, many things can be taken for granted - especially the things that mean the most to you. You just might not realize it until you've lost it all. As I walk down the road finishing up my teenage days, I slowly have been finding a better understanding of my mother. The kind of bond that mothers and daughters have is beyond hard to describe. It's probably the biggest rollercoaster ride of emotions that I'll ever have the chance to live through in my lifetime. But, for those of us who are lucky enough to survive the ride in one piece, it's an amazing learning experience that will influence your entire future.

My mother’s characteristics that never let me be alone were so crucial to my recovery because thanks to her I got over the death of my beloved dog. This experience helped me understand that my mother would never leave me alone while I am dealing with something very hard. She helped understand that I was never alone, and that she loved me very much.

My mother has always been my best friend, someone that I can always talk to no matter what. It’s been hard being distant from my mother these past couple of weeks. Things aren't like they used to be. Looking back every

An accident last year changed my attitude towards life . That accident had a great impact on me , it taught me to treasure what i have and to treasure those people around me more . Although the accident was not life threatening , it was still the scariest thing i had ever been through in life . It was an accident that no one would have expected and wanted it to happen .

My childhood was not always the most glamorous or the most exciting, but we dealt with what we had and learned to appreciate what was in front of us. I remember as a child the things my Mother would always tell me and my older brother “Kids, we may not have all the riches in the world, but I will always do what I can to make you both happy”. Growing up without a Father figure was rough and my Mother struggled to raise two boys but eventually, my Step-Dad came along and things did eventually start to get better.

When I was born, I was raised by a wonderful father and mother. Even though we never had a money to afford things that most people buy for their child they still pulled it off. I was raised in a family of four with two brothers and parents. It wasn’t easy because we were living in my uncle’s house, but something changed after the fact I was born. My father ended getting a job that he loved, my mom started working in a bakery shop and both of my brothers went to school and I was just alone with my uncle and aunt. By the age 6 I attended Cromack Elementry and I was so excited to meet new friends and did fast because I was never a shy person I am more of a outgoing type of guy. Towards the end of kinder my dad finally bought our family a small

Waking on December 7th of 2010, I knew my life would never be the same. I went from being an optimistic kid to being shrouded in darkness as a result of a family tragedy.