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My ideal vacation
Barcial 1
Keena C. Barcial
Professor Egrubay
EN110-07
10 September 2014
My turning point in life
Sometimes, the things that we can’t change end up changing ourselves; either for the better or for the worse. However, within my situation I changed for the better. It was one day after school, during my 7th grade year. I received a call from my mom while she was on her way to pick me up. She calmly says “Keena, I have news for you.” While on the phone, I beg her to tell me; but she refuses and demands me to wait. My anxiousness kept me impatient while waiting for my mother. She finally arrives, and I hurriedly ran to her car. I expected an excited look on my mom’s face; instead she had somewhat of a frown. Straightforwardly my mother says she is pregnant. At that moment, I had no idea how to react to her news. Feelings of mixed emotions scurried through my mind, the feelings of shock, sadness, disappointment and freight. Reason why I felt that way is because my brother Kyle, who was born after me are only four years apart. We’ve never expected another addition to our family after so long. After hearing the news that my mother was pregnant after 10 years put us all in shock, including my mom herself. Everything was just unexpected. Once my mom and I got home that day, I felt buried with my emotions. At that moment I couldn’t hold in my tears any longer and I started to ask my mom a whole bunch of unnecessary questions. I felt as if she was being interrogated because she was just silent the whole time. It was obvious that my mom was just as disappointed as I was, but she accepted it because there was really nothing she could do about it. At that moment, I remember

Barcial 2 her telling me in a wretched tone, “If you’re unwilling to take responsibility towards this child, I won’t force you to.” It was as if my heart slightly dropped while I heard those words. Knowing the type of heart my mom has; I knew she wanted to keep the baby nonetheless.
It took time

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