Marisol Garcia
English V02
Professor Boggs
August 20, 2008


Autobiography


Born on a Friday thirteen with no luck to bare.Brought to live with my father among big diverse family, I learned that there's never a moment to spare and always a time to share. I have been here and there between families.Given no choice but to live with my dad.At the age of months didn't make a difference to me.Only when I knew right from wrongFound it difficult to adapt to changes under the circumstances.But always help to notice the outdoors. My favorite activities were to play tag and climb trees. Though my creative adventures seem to always get me into trouble; they never seem to fade away. I couldn't help notice the smell of dirt on a rainy day.That gave temptation to play in the rain.
I've never have been called into the principles offices. I've always been the shy one in class. My father would called me sneaky.I remember the morning of Sept.11, 2001. The news replaying the horrificclasping of the twin towers OVER and OVER AGAIN!!!!!The following year I moved with my brother. I soon realized that separating from a mother was the same as separating from a father.
My freshmen year of high school I learned to console a friend and bury a loved one.I took a road trip to Guadalajara, Mexico twice.Both trips impacted my life.I no longer exceeded for the best.I held my baby boy on October 20, 2006 for the first time. I soon understood the sleepless nights and what great effort it takes to be a parent. Commitment is a haunting subject to both sides of my family.I seen as much break ups and divorces in my family as there is to celebrities.The day I got married I wanted to run away.
Every day I wish the best for my family.