Efrain Hernandez: Personal Narrative Of My Life

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Efrain hernandez It all started off with two love birds meeting in high school and committing to each other for the rest of their lives at the age of 17. My parents moved to 29 Palms, California so that my dad can continue his education in the United States Marine Corps. During this time in California I was born, with the first ray of light hitting my skin I was determined to do anything and everything to make them happy and proud. Being born in a time in which my mom and dad were struggling they decided to move to Houston, Texas where most of my family was located. With my mom and dad working, having to struggle every day with work I would be dropped off at my grandma’s house which held all the love and fun deep within the decaying house. …show more content…

The school I had gone to for pre-k was the same school that I went to until the sixth grade, no coincidence this was the same school that my mom had worked at. Being in a very small school since I was four till the age of twelve with the same people to talk to every single year really hurt my ability to socialize with other people I didn’t know. I honestly was very nervous in moving schools, I knew I was going to be very anti-social and I was correct. Making almost no friends in middle school I was glad to move to somewhere else, because in my eyes Hamilton (my middle school) was hell. But little did I know later on being anti-social was going to have to

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