Narrative: Final Paper

When all the problems start, there was some drama with my family. I got a question for all of you? What would you do if someone very close DIED, and you figure out someone else is dying? Well my name is Kenny and my story is stressful for me but I have to let it go. It all started when my mom died from cancer and had to find her dead when I was 10 years old. Right after I found my mom dead on her bed I just sat there crying until they took her away. Guess what happened right after they took my mom? The people we let live with us I guess they got stressed out to because they stabbed my dad! A little bit later after all the drama that’s when I started to get into trouble. I started using bud & alcohol, which then leaded to different drugs. After I got into the juvenile system I figured out that my dad got a brain aneurysm. A little later when I was 15 I got taken away from my dad and got put into foster care. Right now I’m trying to get my life together and get back home with my dad so I can take care of him when needs me. I don’t know what would happen if he dies while I’m in foster care.


When all the problems started, stress plagued our family. Then all of a sudden my mom went for a monthly check. Guess what happen when she got an x-ray? They found a bit of cancer but they didn’t do anything but just tell us that she had it. After a while she finally went to the hospital and they tried to help, but it didn’t happen. When they finally came out of the surgery room they told my dad, my aunt, and me they told us that she wouldn’t be living that long. My mom came home for the Christmas holidays. The doctor promised me that she would live for the next two months and right as soon as she came home, she passed in a week. But it only gets worst a little after I figure out my dad had a brain aneurism and his life is going too.


After my mom died I started using drugs and alcohol. I finally got caught after a couple of year my dad found me with a 40oz and a baggie. That’s what starts my state trouble about a year ago. I think my life is ten times harder without drugs and alcohol, but I’ve been sober for half a year. I’ve lived in four different foster places and finally am getting the smarts to listening and getting out of states custody.

I got very mad throughout those years and went through a lot of classes for my anger. I learned how to control my anger a lot more than I did a while ago. I also learned how to respect my parents, and I learned that if you show respect you’ll get it right back. I learned a lot coming into foster care.


Kenny