A Life of a Teenager

I would of never thought that my early childhood into late childhood be the way that it was and me turning out to be

Ok. I made many dreams of going to school to make something of myself, like being a model and a lawyer, but the way we plan

our future doesn’t always work that way. In this paper I will tell you a little more about myself and how I became the strong

women I am today. My life growing up was a tough path to travel. Learning and developing adulthood in my childhood was very tough.

Although I think of my family as a little dysfunctional I do remember some good times. I remember when I was in the 4th grade

(about 9 years old) we lived in West Virginia about 20 min from my grandparents. Every weekend we would go there to have

lunch or just to see if my grandparents would need us to do anything for them. On Sunday’s we would all go to church with

them, my grandparent are faithful church goers, after church we would meet at my grandparents house to fix a big lunch.

Some friends of the family would join us; the kids would play in the yard. I can remember many of the weekends, I would stay

to help them, mainly because I didn’t want to home. I remember, one summer we all help build an apartment over their garage

for my great grandmother, because she no longer could live by herself. My parents, I mean my mother and step father, was

there that weekend to help with the apartment. Around this time in my life my mother and step-father were not getting along

that great, usual we never could tell if it was a good or bad day for either of them, but I could always tell when to stay clear of

either one of them, it was the looks or the tone that they gave us kids growing up that we knew, stay away. My earlier years,

before living close to my grandparent, my parents moved a lot. My family