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Personal Narrative: My Parent's Life

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On December 12th, 1996, the greatest day of my parents life happened. Their very first child was born and my grandparents first grandchild. I have a younger sister named Haleigh that just turned 16. I am learning more and more about myself the more I glance in the mirror and look back at my past.
On August 11, 2014, the most terrifying and life changing event happened. I was told that we had lost our house and that we had until the 14th to move 10 years worth of junk out of the house. My sister and I moved in with my mother and her parents, and my dad moved in with his parents. My parents could not afford to move directly out at that time. Months passed and then I was told that my parents would be getting a divorce. That was the second worst …show more content…

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