Growing Up Research Paper

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Growing up I didn’t have it so well, but my mom made it seem like my life was just perfect. Little did she know, I knew how bad she was struggling to raise me and my sister. My parents tried their hardest to raise us and tried to make us happy in any little way. My mom would go out of her way on her last little bit of gas when she knew she didn’t have money, to get more gas. So I guess you can say the environment I grew up around was “low class”. The type of environment I grew up back then was called poor, but now people call it the “hood”. I used to live in Detroit, Michigan, Detroit is known as a struggling city. Well some of it was good and some of it was horrible, but I lived in the horrible part of it. Everyday when I was getting ready for school I heard some type of gun shot coming from my window, it got to the point that my mother didn’t even want me and my sister to be living in that house, but my mom didn’t have a good enough job to get us out of that terrible city. My mom decided to go back to school so she could get her Masters so she could better our future, but the only choice she had was to go at night time so that she could work and go to school. My mother refused to let us stay there at night, so she decided to take us to school with her. We had to …show more content…

She had us living with our big cousin, D’Angela. We would come home on the weekends to spend time with our mother and then weekdays we would go back to our cousins house. Until one day somebody broke into our lovely home. When it happened it shocked me so hard that I did not want to leave my mother’s side at all. I slept in the bed with my mom until I was 14, which i guess is kinda bad. Some how my mother seemed to always stay brave during these situations and I was thinking, just how did she do it. Whelp I guess you can say she always has God in her heart and lets God handle every situations that comes her

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