I Wake up to the sound of the sprinklers turning on, as I lay upon the itchy grass. My mom suddenly awakes me and my brothers to run to the car. We bundle into the car. I sit upon my brother’s lap while my other brother gets situated on the right side of us. We all try to fall back asleep in the passenger seat of a two door Elcamino, which sits alone in the parking lot of a big park. My moms in the driver seat, she hasn’t slept for days; she never sleeps. We live in a car, her boyfriend’s car. We have no home, no food, no money.
It seems my mom has just given up now. She has no care for her kids. She takes us to our aunts, she tells me to get in the shower, and she leaves. I realize she is gone. I start to cry. I wish she would stay with me. She needs me more than I need her. She needs anybody just to show they care, but no one does. She’s has been given too many chances and we have all given up on her. My aunt waits days and days for a phone call from my mom, but receives nothing.
We finally get a phone call, it’s not her. It was a Man, a case worker from CPS. They have been called by a family member. Hatred filled my heart, how could they have been so low, we were family; blood. Who would do such a horrible thing, wasn’t our life already screwed up enough? I didn’t under stand. I wondered where my mom was and why she let things get to this point. The case worker would be here tomorrow to take my brother and me; my oldest brother would be split from us.
The next afternoon the Case Worker shows up. He explains to me what his job is and why he has been called. It’s a case of abandonment. My mom is no where to be found, she’s been using drugs, and is ineligible to take care of me and my brothers. I feel hatred toward everyone. I’m furious; my heart is beating to the fullest. My face is overflowing with tears. I beg and plead to my aunt to not let them take us, but there is nothing she can do. I knew my life would never be the same. Boy was I right.
It’s been 7 years now, and I can honestly say my life couldn’t be better. I’m a very strong woman who is focused and goal orientated. I believe obstacles are part of life and make you who you are. Obstacles are meant to be a challenge, that you can overcome and are a way of testing your inner strength. I have realized my strength and my commitment to be successful, which is why I can look at my past and smile, hold my head up, and believe.
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