How To Write A Personal Narrative Essay

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Growing up, it was hard to find time to spend as a family. My mom worked two full time jobs in a span of twenty four hours. Her first job consisted of working in a lab where they made packaging solutions, then at night she worked as a bartender. My brother and I would see her for about three hours until we would have to settle in with another babysitter. I wasn’t really aware of what was going on until my brother and I were enrolled into school. Everyday we would walk to school it was hard to spark a conversation with him because he had a problem that no one knew about. And little did I know that I also needed help developing greater english skills, so my teacher decided that I come in an hour earlier each day to get the extra help. Around the time that I started attending these classes my brother moved onto middle school and I began to walk alone. It wasn’t a problem until one day someone started chasing me and lucky enough a cop stopped me to ask me about the situation. …show more content…

He had anger management issues due to the frustration surrounding him. My mom, having no clue as to what to do, approached a low-income counselor who helped us slowly piece back together the miscommunication in the family. So much attention was put onto my brother that I felt as if I was doing everything alone. My cousin who would pick me up from school everyday since the incident of someone chasing me was the only person who would ask me “What did you learn today?”. At first, I would respond with “nothing” or “I forgot” because it was such an awkward thing for a child whose focus was not in school but rather wondering when I would see my mom. Overtime, I would repeat this question to myself in class or at school that way I would have something to talk about on my way home. Things stayed like this for quite some time until the day my mom lost her

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