When I was 16 I thought I was on top of the world and never imagined that I could lose a parent at such a young age. I was not prepared for the obstacles I would face in the days, weeks, and years that followed. Many nights were spent wondering if what I was doing in my life would make my dad proud, or how everything would be different if he was still here.…
The whole family was in tears, but we also knew we needed to continue on our way down south. Mother was most upset, she just wanted to hold him one last time, but I was afraid to let her. Thinking it would make things worse, I refused to let her hold him. Then we held a makeshift funeral we laid him in the hole we had dug last night. From there we all spoke out and said what he meant to us and how we will miss him.…
It was October third a thursday night after our freshman football game. Lying in bed, not able to sleep, I hear the doorbell ring and parents going down stairs. Peaking my head around the corner to see who it could be at 11:03 pm. Just to see two state troopers standing in the doorway. My mind and heart automatically beginning to race, and my heart instantly dropping. To hear “I'm sorry to say but your son has been killed in a car accident in Ames Iowa”. A devastating night I will remember forever. With emotions being spilled and tears being shed it’s hard to stay strong for each other in that specific moment, but I know that I have to be there…
I couldn’t believe it. He was very young, and seemed to be quite healthy. At that minute, my whole family sat around the living room sobbing our eyes out. It was probably the saddest moment of my life. For this reason, my family drove over to my Grandma’s house to meet the rest of my family. Once we got there, everyone was not doing well at all. We all mourned together for the next few days. During those few days, I noticed how everyone in our family accompanied each other, and how close we all became. I now realize that family is the most important thing, and they will always be there for…
Mom and I day have our own house now, we have great family and friends, she has a good job and I graduated from high school with good grades. It’s funny because when she told me that we were going to be alright I didn’t believe in her, but she was right. After all the struggles, the tears, the fights, and the confusion, we’re alright. I learned that all sacrifices paid off, and that you can do anything you want if you’re determinate and have the inner strength to pick yourself up every time you fall. Coming here to Miami was hard, but I’m very grateful that we did…
I hear my mom’s car coming into the garage.She comes up the stairs,tells my sister (Angelique) and I that she needs to talk to us in a minute.I feel nervous thinking that I’m in trouble , but no she comes in the room and says we’re moving!What!She says she and my other sister are moving to Sacramento,and I am moving somewhere else with Angelique.We are going to be out of the house by Jan 3,2017 and we have to start packing.I started to cry because my mom may not be my real mom,but she’s been here for 6 years and now I may not see her for awhile.Angelique and I were sad about, but she said “That this a good occasion she is trying to get a better job.”We had to start packing January 1 ,2017. It was December 28,2016 .We tried to make the…
In the beginning of 2005, my family decided to move away from California. My dad was offered a job in Phoenix, Arizona for Casino Arizona’s Black Jack dealer. When I heard the news that we were moving, I was upset, angry, furious, vexed. We just started our lives here and my dad wanted to pack everything up and leave. I was four at the time and I had started preschool, making new friends and now I have to leave all of that to move to Arizona. I didn’t know what to expect life in Arizona would be like. I was not happy. I cried for days because California is my home, this apartment was my home. Then I remembered, my family is my home. There was a bright side to moving to Arizona. I could finally get out of the cold weather. Every time I went outside, my jacket…
The night I found out about my dad, I couldn’t understand why this was happening to me. At first, all I could think of were moments that he wouldn’t be able to witness. From seeing me graduate college to walking me down the aisle, it felt like I was being hit with a tsunami as I realized that soon, I would have to walk the path of life without my dad. How was it fair that I would have my dad ripped from my life after only 15, 16, or 17 years? I spent so much time feeling bad for myself that I didn’t see just how lucky I really was. While there are people in this world who have never known their parents, I’ve been blessed to know my father for 15 years. Despite the fact that many people in this world take their parents for granted,…
"Can you guys come in the dining room for a minute?" As my face turns reddish and my stomach feelings like it is turning inside out, my stomach has never felt the way it felt that day? On just a day like no other I could not even believe that this had happened. That just a few words could have such a strong meaning, these words felt as if the world had been crashing all at once. This had felt like a nightmare, it stills feels like one to till this day, and I just have not woken up from it. I tell myself every day "everything happens for a reason" but I just can never seem to understand even after four years later what that reason was for. Why did this have to happen? I was only twelve years old, and when your parents tell you that they will no longer be able to be together it is the hardest thing to take in and think about.…
We had to say our last goodbye to our little house we had lived in our whole lives. When we were leaving, my family and relatives were at the house saying their goodbyes and giving hugs. “Do we really have to leave everyone and move, mom?” I asked. “Your dad and I have agreed that it will be a good move for the family, now stop complaining about it.” she told me. The only thing I wanted to do that day was stay in our old house and cry because I didn’t want to leave my family at all, I was really dreading moving to Florida. When we headed off on the roads I was still upset about the move, but my parents kept telling me it will be okay but that didn’t help me feel any…
So when it came time to take him to college, I was devastated. What was I going to do without my big brother? The three of us (me, Jacob, and my mother) had made a road trip out of the event. The final destination was St. Louis, Missouri, where he was to attend Webster University for the conservatory of musical theater for the next four years of his life. When we finally arrived, we checked into our hotel and headed over to the campus to help Jacob settle into his dorm. My mother was a wreck the whole time, sobbing whenever Jacob would do something as little as smile at her. For the most part, I kept it together pretty well. I had not cried once so far, although I knew the tears were soon to come. Once we finished setting up Jacob's dorm room, we headed over to the freshman fair and orientation where he received all the essentials he would need to live on his own. It all happened so quickly. I could already feel my brother slipping through my hands. I couldn’t let go. Not yet. When the day finally finished, my mother and I went back to our hotel for the night while Jacob stayed at the dorms to familiarize…
Today was a special day where my family and I was packing our bags to go to America or at least I hope. My heart was racing and my mind couldn't keep up with all the things going on inside my mind. I can't wait to get to America. I'm just thinking about all the things I could be able to do. We had one last breakfast together and it was the best meal that I had all year. But that breakfast was the most important because we were going to leave my mother hear at Ellis Island because we didn't have enough money to take her. The journey will be hard without her, but me and my brother, Connor, would be traveling together. Connor is a little bit younger than me though so I would have to look out for him. Soon after dinner, my mom was helping us packing our bags and then sent us on our way. I would sure miss her, but soon she would be able to come to America just like the rest of my family…
When you’re three years old, you often don’t think or see the real world how it is. The year 2001, my parents decided to divorce when I was only three, my sister six. I didn’t understand but once I got older, I realized the situation since my Father had moved to Kenosha shortly after the divorce and my Mother moved my sister and I to the town of Spring Grove, Illinois. By this time, I was only seven years old and often silent for I was shy. My Mother was dating someone, and my Father re-married. Never did I know that…
By the time I got out of bed and into the bathroom to shower it had been 7 45 am, almost 8 am. I had an hour to get to my school. We lived ten minutes away from Devon shire elementary school in Des Plaines. By the time I was done and ready to leave the house it was 8 30 am. My dad had promised the day before that he would come to drop me off to my classroom in the morning. Just like he had promised, he walked with me to the school. I told him, “I don’t want to go to school, I don’t know English, and I don’t know anyone, I don’t want to go to school.” My dad didn’t reply to what I had said he just walked holding my hand. It was 8 45 am when we turned the corner and saw all the kids outside playing. As we walked closer to the crowd of students my dad saw someone he recognized and he told me to wait there for him to come back. I stood up like a statue- who can hear all children screaming, and who can see children waving to their…
It did hurt a lot not having my dad on my side, I did really miss him so much it was his fault, My special day when he got out of jail, my dad will always send me letters, and he was behaving more good so he got out. Mom told me he got out, so I went to see him at my ant house, I was so nervous I didn’t know how to react, when I saw him I have change a lot, he was…