Wednesday, October 7, 2009

IT WAS APLACE by James Farris

James Farris
Language Arts
Mrs. Ott
October 6,2009
IT WAS A PLACE
It was a place where I could just have a good time being with people I like to hang out with, my friends and family. It was a place where I could just be at my home and be with both of my sisters.
My first sister is eight years old in the third grade and a very caring sister. My second sister is four, having just started preschool and being a loving sister .It was a safe point to me where I could never get scared.
It started with getting split up having a rough spot in the road. Now not being able spend time kicking back and watching a movie. I guess I feel the way I said it split up and torn apart.
Maybe now I’m just scared of getting split up. Not knowing when my mom cry’s because I can’t be there to comfort her at the drop of a hat. I could get scared not knowing when my mom is taking care of her self or being taken care of. Sorry to say but my story has no end for now because our family is still in the middle of the situation.

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