Personal Narrative Analysis

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On January 6, 2006, the police were called to my house in Cortlandt Manor, NY. My paranoid schizophrenic father was out of control and we were in danger. My mother, grandmother, sister and I needed to go. We moved 100 miles away to our Sag Harbor house. Life was, to say the least, distracting. Through abusive visitations, and always being wound up in the drama, I found myself needing to find my niche, my passion; something I could dedicate myself to. I discovered photography and golf to be two of my favorite things. I got my first camera when I was 12. I started going to car dealerships and taking photos and making informational videos and tours of cars. I posted them on YouTube, and all of a sudden I had a decent following and a small fanbase.

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