My Worst Day

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The worst day of my life happened to me when I was twelve. In order to understand that day, you must know what happened in order to get there. This included a spiral of events that led to the day that changed my life forever. Since before I was born, my parents did drugs. This caused me to not be like my fellow classmates, because I had to think and act differently. While one seventh grader was wondering about what camp they would go to during the summer, I was wondering how I could survive without eating school food for three months. My parents were not exactly bad parents, they just weren’t there for me when I needed them. I remembered there smoking days more vividly than they would suspect. I remembered the late night drives up winding mountains to meet strangers. I can also recall how my brother and I were locked out of our parents room because they didn’t want us to see them as what they truly were, addicts. The most grotesque thing that follows me around to this day is the smell; a saturated grass-like scent haunts me and my brothers. The smell was so bad, that my parents would …show more content…

When he did things late at night, they would affect him at work. After working at Walmart Distribution Center for over ten year, and cheating on his drug test, his mischief had finally came to an end. After getting in trouble for accidentally eating someone 's pizza in the worker’s freezer and back-talking his boss, he had a “random” drug test that he wasn’t prepared. That day had started off like any average school day, but we knew something was wrong when he didn’t come home at his normal time. It turns out it took hours for him to have a sample for the drug test. Although he took it, he knew he wouldn’t pass the test, so he had to do something we thought would never happen; my father quit his job. When my mother, brother, and I found out, the only thing we could feel was

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