Many people have changed my life for the good and also for the bad. I appreciate every moment given to me because it has made me the person I am today. Out of all my moments five people have had the biggest impact. Life can be hard but if you have the right people by your side teaching you lessons I’m sure anyone can get through it.
The first person I would meet when I got to heaven would be my aunt Rhonda. A reason I know she would be the first person I would meet because she taught me so much. She taught me strength, forgiveness and much more. Why my aunt is so important to me is because on April 26, 2004 she lost her whole life. On this day my aunt lost both her children and both her grandchildren to an evil man. Even though …show more content…
Of course she has taught and showed me so many good things. She also showed me bad things. When I lived in Montana life wasn't the greatest. My mom was working two jobs while my dad would leave for weeks getting high and blowing all the money my mom had for bills. My mom worked really hard and I appreciate her but it was hard for me to watch her decay as my dad just went off and had the time of his life. Things got bad and even though my mom was tired of my dad's shit. She stayed with him. Time after time, she wouldn't leave him. She would just let him walk all over her. My brother and I call her the real ride or die cause she dealt with my dad's crap for so long. Anytime my brother would question her about it all she would say was “I love him and I might be suffering right now but things will get better, he will learn.” In the end she was right my …show more content…
He honestly might be the devil. He is the most atrocious person I have met. I was only 14 years old when I met him, he was 16 at the time and of course I liked this older kid who showed me attention. He was sweet at first. He would take me on dates buy me little presents. It was all great the first couple of months. But then he had to move back with his dad, I would still see him, just not everyday like I was use to. So of course I went to see him on the weekends when I could and over time I saw something change. He got skinner and he acted way different. He started be aggressive and yelling at me for anything I would do. One day I guess I made him really mad and he ended up actually hitting me right in the face. When I reached up to touch my lip and saw blood just pouring out of my mouth I started to cry as he yelled louder and louder. Everything he said was mumbles I was just in shocked that someone who said they cared about me so much would hit me. After that day I decided that I would never let anyone try to control my life or even try to tell me what to do. I forgive him now, I mean what else can I expect from a 16 year old boy whose dad is giving him meth. “Holding anger is a poison.... It eats you from inside... We think that by hating someone we hurt them.... But hatred is a curved blade... And the harm we do to others... We also do to