Personal Narrative

Personal Narrative My life never was the straightest forward to talk or write about. As

sad as it seems, the only memories that stand out are not very happy

ones. I am 17. I was born in Gloucester. Both of my parents raised me,

and at the beginning of my life we definitely didn’t live in luxury.

We moved up to London when I was about 4 years old where my father

started up his own business which grew to be very successful. That’s

when all the problems started for us. Because of trusting someone that

was supposed to be a very good friend my father ended up in prison.

This friend actually set him up to try to save his own skin. In doing

so he took away a father of two, and a loyal and loving husband.

Shortly after my father was sentenced, my mother, sister and I moved

to South Wales where we had close family. I was 11 years old and I