Growing up I was the biggest daddy’s girl, my dad and I were practically best friends. I could depend on him and my mom for anything and everything. I lived in the same little white house with green trim my whole life, in the same room, with the same butterfly decorations I picked out when I was in third grade. I loved growing up in that house, my two brothers along with my parents and I were happy. We were never spoiled and we never went without the necessities. We had a good and happy life, or at least I thought so. As I got older, I started to notice that being a happy family wasn’t exactly what we were. I started to notice all the fighting over bills, arguing over the smallest most insignificant things, and weekends at grandma’s house turned into weeks. All of these things influenced the strong person I have become.
During my junior year of high school, my parents out of nowhere put in a transfer to move to Minnesota. We knew absolutely no one, and could barely pronounce the name of the town. I was devastated from it, from the time they told me the news, we had moved out of that white house with green trim in a month. I left behind the only home I ever lived in, my family and boyfriend, along with all my friends from school. Living over in Minnesota left me alone and confused, it was all so sudden I didn’t know what was even going on. Then one day, my mom came in and sat on my bed as I did homework. A talk that only lasted approximately two minutes, flipped my whole perspective upside down. Long story short, she explained that my father had been cheating for a while and that was the reason for the move. I became so upset, I so crying and furious at the same time. I’m not even sure how that could be.
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...ut thankfully I was able to work through it while maintaining my grades and picking up some work here and there.
By February of this year, I had gotten my first real job. I had become a cashier at Panera. Things started to turn around for me in the most positive way. I could afford to help out my family that had previously been so generous. I officially moved in with my grandma and have been able to help her with her bills, along with paying for my own. These last couple of months have been a struggle for me, but thanks for the help and support of my family I was able to get through it. I am still working at Panera, living with my grandma 's, but now going to college. I have recently talked to my parents, nothing has changed much with them, but me on the other hand? I 'm no longer daddy’s little girl, I am an independent girl who is working to get by. I am just me.
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