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This story changed my life. It effected the way my
famliy lives their lifes and how it turned out to be a mess
today. The death of a loved one can lead to a lot of pain
but soon you will realizes that they left your lifes for a
reason to help your lifes get better without having them
actually being there to guide you.
The thing that changed my life was the passing of my auntie, Annette.
I loved her, she was like a mother to me rather than an aunt.I came to live
with her and her family when I was 7 years old because, I needed a place
to stay. My parents I really didn’t know anything about them or got to
spend time with them when I was a baby all I knew was the stuff that my
aunties had told me about them and my sister had told me things also.
Well my father is incarcerated and my mother is a drug addict. I
remember my cousins would come over and all of us would go to the
skating rink. My aunt Annette would let all of the kids go to Cal Skate
every Friday or Saturday or sometimes on Sundays. She was the one
person I could confide in and trust at the time. I remember when I use to
come home and run upstairs and put on my warm pajama bottoms which
were yellow with the green lady m&m on them. I run straight to her room
and tell her everything that happened to me at school. Sometimes I didn’t
change my clothes and sometimes I did. One day she told me to clean the
family room I was mad, because I wasn’t down there. So, I clean it and she
said, “See, you cleaned better when you’re mad”.
When she died I couldn’t believe it! I felt like punching the cream
white colored wall or the picture that was hanging on the wall. All I could
do was cry in my hands. It changed my life because, I built my life around
her and then I became even more lost then I was before. I didn’t know
how to live my life without her. My auntie was a nice, goofy person she
loved her kids and she always have there backs when they needed her.
She can make some mean Macaroni and cheese with different types of
cheese, She had a rough voice that always makes you feel warm inside or
smile. She was tuff and took no BS from nobody. If you met her you will
think the same. She loved cats, she had all different ones. Like one she
had a white and grey one with greenish yellowish eyes he thought that he
was a thug cat he wasn’t scared of anything or anyone but, he died it was
so sad even I cry. She died of a seizure. I think that it was an illness
because she was having them for a while. She taught me to stand up for
myself and not to be a punk.
After she had died I went to go live with my uncle and his wife. Well things
were just going all bad with that arrangement. So I went to a foster home.
Well that went half good because the lady that I was staying with she runs
a day care and she watches this baby and she loved me. I uses to call her
my daughter. She uses to want to come up stairs with me and then I would
pick her up and bring her up stairs. she was cried when I left she wanted
to come with me, she grabbed her blanket and said to me,” Let’s go”. And I
said,” no you can’t come with me”. Then she just cried, then they waved
and then I left. Now I live with my other auntie Cassandra. I love living with
her and her cat Peanut, but her cat is always wining and crying all the
time. This changed me from a little and I mean little kid that was lost and
didn’t know how to live her life to a young lady that stills act like a kid
from time to time but knows where she is going and now that she is
always in my heart and now I can live my life.
all of my key points are in blue and the rest is in black because it matches the color of the picture .