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My name came from my dad. Since I was the first child my parents had I was named after my dad. My childhood was good. I remember my mom telling me that I was a bad evil kid. Everywhere I went I broke stuff. Like one day I remember I took my dad's hammer and I broke the television. Another time when Iw as ten and my brother was eight my dad left the car on with both of us in it. I put the car in drive and ended up hitting a guy.

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My grandmother had 12 children. Grandmother never road the bus, never have ridden a car, and never had a job. There were ways that made me look away from my grandmother when I was young and used to hear storieds when I was younger but I didn't understand but couldnt look away from her because she is my grandmother. (what she said) could have stopped half of the things in that went on in my mothers life but that went in one ear and the other. That caused my mother to hace six abortions. My mother was married to my dad when iw as very young but it was sad to me; my grandmother ws too involved with her other children, and she didn't even know that my mother was getting beaten by my dad with poles such as poles in the bathrooms that you hang towles with. I found this story very sad because my mom really didn't have no one to teach her and guide her in the right directio to the point where she would know when not to take no shit from no other man. I learned that lesson to where I am too worthy to let a man put his hands on me physically and to know what I am worth.

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My father was also a hard worker (like my mother). My father was also a hard worker. In my younger days my father worked a lot. He was a construction worker that would wake up at 4am, go to work at 5am, and be home around 10pm. But the times when he was here on the weekends were some of the best memories that I have with my dad. On the weekends the WHOLE family would get together. We would either be at my house and grill or go to a park and grill. All the das would play soccer with the kids. We would have a young vs old game. During the summer we would party until 4-5am. My dad is a hard worker amd he does a lot for me and my family to make sure what we needed we had.

Febuary 23, 2004 was the day that turned my dad's life around. It started like any other work day. It was raining but my dad still went to work. He was laying down sewer lines when the slippery conditions caused one of the pipes to slip and hit my dad. He was in a 10ft deep trench when the huge pipe pinned him against the wall. The pure force caused him to go blind and also lose his breath. He was trapped. Fireman and a rescue chopper had to lift my dad out and take him to the hospital. He was buried for more than 2 hours and it tiook 50 specially trained emergency workers to get him out of the trench. My dad suffered a severe back injury and fractured ribs. He had back fusion surgery and now he is as good as medicine could make him. His motions and strength are limited and he cannot go back to work. I thank god that he didnt take my mom nor my dad from me in those accidents because if he did I don't know what I would have done.