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Living Without Parents

June 14, 2013
By Anonymous

Growing up I always stayed with my mother she had six boys and three girls. During the time I’ve grown up, my brother and I got our own place to live. At first I was a little skeptical about the situation. As we moved into our apartment, I was happy because I felt as though I could do anything that I wanted. My brother worked during the nights it was awesome. I had the place to myself and of course I invited people over.

Knowing that I had to be mature about living without parents, I was not at all. Sometimes I smoked in the place, rolled dice, and had invited friends over. It was the best decision I ever made, but at that time I really don't care. I felt as through no one could tell me what to nothing, since I lived on my own I didn’t have to listen to what others told me. Then one day two of my friends asked if could they stay with me it wasn’t the best idea and of course I was speechless. However, I told them if my brother said yes, then it’s okay with me. They asked him and when he said yes, I know everything was going to start going wrong.

During the duration of my friend living with us, the whole place started falling apart but not at first. Thing s was running smoothly; then my friends just invited random people other than we had no clue who they were; they had dice games even bigger than the ones I had. I knew my brother was going to get fed up until about a month later he just kick everyone out excepted me. He gave me the keys and moved back with our mother; I had stayed there for about two-three month. That’s when my sister came and asks if one of her friends could stay. Little did I know she was going to try and do the same thing?

When she first moved in, I thought okay- well everything will be straight. She played me the whole time. I was mad though because we had some good times together. Although I had to let the place go, I had some good memories in there and I know my friends did too. The whole time I thought I was mature enough to be out on my own, I was not ready. Until this day, I know that I am ready to live on my own and hope I can make the right choices.



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