Personal Narrative: To Be A Girl

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It’s hard for many to understand what it's to be a girl but it’s even harder to understand what it's like to be a girl in a Mexican family. In a traditional Mexican family, the girls don't get to go out with friends, you have restrictions. You don't get to do what the boys get to do. I had never been aware of what my life was really like until something life-changing had occurred to me. My dad would rarely let me go out and I couldn't stay up late nor talk to guys. It’s strange how your whole entire view of life could change in a matter of seconds. Coming from this kind of family where the mindset is that a man has all the power has taught me many things. I didn't like it, but understanding why my family was like this helped make me the person …show more content…

My eyes watered, my body shook, but I finally told him. My dad was upset, his eyes were full of hate and I couldn't understand why. I tried my best to do things right but it turned out horribly. I cried, and my dad yelled, telling me that he wasn’t stupid. I had brought a stranger into his home, he knew what was happening. I was heartbroken, and I felt horrible. Gabriel went outside, I followed and told him how sorry I was and how I wished he hadn't gone through this. We talked for a long time and I told him that I understood if he no longer wanted to be with me. He told me that he loved me and all he wanted was to make me happy. He would stay with me and wouldn't let my dad get in the way. In that moment I realized that my dad couldn’t accept not only Gabriel but that I was suffocating under the idea of what a Mexican girl “should” be. My eyes finally saw the life I was living and I stopped being a child and became an adult. That night really hurt me but it made me realize that my dad wasn’t going to accept that I was such a different person, I was no longer the little girl he took care of. My dad hasn’t spoken a word to me since then. It’s a pain I can’t really explain. But my eyes are open now, and I've grown so much from

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