Personal Narrative Essay: People Aren T Perfect?

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People aren’t perfect. I’ve known this, all too well, since I was a small child. Due to the fact that my family isn’t similar to one of those picture perfect TV commercial families, there have been an endless amount of bad days for me. However, the worst day I’ve ever had begun with my realization of my parents’ resentment of each other. Honestly, it’s no secret that my Mom and Dad don’t get along all the time, but to me it’s normal to fight. Most days, I can hear them belting out harsh words from the safety of my cozy room. Although, today is probably the vilest the fighting has been in a while. It echoes through the house like how a water droplet echoes through an empty cave. As tough as it is to ignore the verbal lashes, somehow I manage. Painfully, I …show more content…

Although the words being slung around without a second thought stab at my heart, I have a saving grace from the woes. Lately, my sister is the only thing that keeps me smiling. Like any siblings, we have our issues but, in the end, she’s my best friend. However, that fact made it all the harder to discover how much pain she was in. To add to the sting of my parents’ constant attacks on each other, today was also the day I learned my sister had an eating disorder. As I was trying to ignore the bellowing from my room, my sister walks in crying. To my horror, she confessed that she had taken an entire bottle of pills and needed to go to the emergency room. With this news, I froze. Even as a twelve year old, I understood what that meant. My sister had just attempted suicide. Still frozen in shock, my sister was sobbing and wailing for me to do something, but what could I do? Luckily my parents heard her

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