Character Sketch

The reason why I keep trying

He would always suffer his house would over flow with water he would overcome his situations by working with what he had and that was available at the moment for him, they weren’t the greatest things in the world but he was always unique he was kind and always stayed simple he was never greedy, because he would always say god did things for a reason.

Really he would suffer of so many things like not having food at the table and at the point that you would be dying but what, could you do? Nothing really with any money he would just hope for the best and let life come. None of his birthdays were celebrated nor his brothers and sisters, no present his shelter was as small as a room, it was only 4 walls and it was a 4x4 thing it was made out of bricks, and the roof was made out of cardboard, no bathroom they used outside to do there necessities no toilet paper so they used plants, “at moments I would feel really poor with nothing, nothing was given to me I had to work really hard for it I felt that I couldn’t stand with this life no more that god gave me, but hard times always come and I knew I had to stick with it”.

He learned a lot of things when he was in the circumstances that he was in before. He said he felt as happy as a little boy riding his bike, yeah it’s weird but he was like that with what he had he was thankful for it, because if you aren’t thankful then who will be. His brother and him were close and still are but his brothers never relied on him and which was good for him because he said that he would tell them, “I’m not going to be there for you guys all the time” he said with a really deep and serious face.

He would depend on himself working for money to buy things for the house, his dad left them at the age of 8 or 9 “that didn’t really affect me in anyway cause he would abuse us not violently but taking away most or our food and not do nothing to bring food, he would only sleep he wouldn’t wake up to go to work, he wouldn’t bring money to the house nothing”. They would get the size of a pinky portion of food he felt as desperate at times like a mother loosing its child; the good thing was that he had his brothers with him at all time, there to tell him what he was wrong on what he had to improve.

He was the 2nd oldest of his brothers but he felt like the oldest one because after his dad left he maintained his family united after all those struggles he went through he grew as a person and to be a dad. Through out his whole life he had falls and got up again with that same strength and anger he has helped us though are journey.