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Personal Narrative
Stephanie Hernandez
English 100
Professor Walters
07, December 2012

What it really takes to Get Far in Life. My life has just been a total nightmare. I had never imagined that I would have to go through half of the things that I had gone through. Life had messed me up really bad. I never asked for anything. I just did what I was told because I was obeying the rules. I had always lived with my grandparents. They are like my parents since my real parents were never around when I was young. I am glad that they were around and still are to be there for me when I need them. My mother has always had a problem with drinking and doing drugs. I have no idea why but all that I know is that she used to do it while she was pregnant with me. That is why I dislike her so much. Anyways one day, my grandparents had decided to take her to a rehabilitation center where she can get help. During her time staying there, she had met my step-father, Steven York. Horrible man he was. I don’t even know what she had seen in that man but she loved him very much. They ended up getting married and I didn’t even know that. No one told me until my mother eventually told me when we had moved out to Rosemont. I had met some new people when I went to school but I only made one friend. Her name was Selena Guzman. She was always there for me when I ran out of my house. I say was because she had passed away in “09. Anyways, things started getting bad. The nightmare will now begin. I had never imagined Steven being all nice to me. I knew he had disliked me because I wasn’t his daughter. He used to treat me bad. He used to hit me. It was just horrible. His daughter, Brittany used to hit me as well. I hated her for that. She tried to talk to me and touch me sexually. The fact about her being a lesbian never ran through my mind. She used to tell me that she only liked girls but, it didn’t understand what she had meant. When she told me that she had liked me like a “girlfriend”, I was

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