Personal Narrative: Growing Up In A Divorced Family

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I am who I am because of my sisters. I grew up in a divorced family which has contributed to a lot of who I am today, but not because of my parents because of my sisters. My parents got divorced when I was 4, so I remember little to none of what happened. Honestly their divorce wasn’t really a big part of my life, it wasn’t a horrible disaster that shaped me to be who I am and I can really only imagine living a life with divorced parents. It has its perks with two of everything, what kid doesn’t want two Christmas’. It also has its perks in the fact that I had my sisters with me. Don’t get me wrong, my parents are amazing people and my siblings have always been close with them, but we will always be closest to each other. Since my parents got divorced when I was little, I have always remembered switching houses on wednesdays and every other weekend. …show more content…

I really have no clue why we made the club in the first place, but I think it was because whether we were at our moms or dads house, we had the club with just us in it. We got very into it and painted plates and shirts that said AGE and I still have them all. We would squish ourselves into one of our closets and talk at night until our mom or dad told us we had to go to bed. When Emily got a laptop, AGE started creating storylines and we would dress up and act out the stories and create a mini movie. These movies have become one of my favorite things to look back on because they are very random and hilarious. As we grew older, we stopped our closet meetings but the name AGE has always stuck around as it is now our group message name for the three of us. As a Contrary to what you’re probably thinking right now, we definitely weren’t always the ideal siblings. When we started getting older, we stopped getting as close just because we all started doing our own

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