Unexpected event that Changed my Life
Sometimes things happen in people's lives in which they have no control over. When these things happen I call it experiencing life, and often leaves people muttering the words "Why me." Occasionally these events occur when the actions of someone else's life leads into your own. Other times it could be an act of Mother Nature in which we didn't expect nor control that could change our lives. When these unexpected events occur in our lives the ones who are going to help you through it are your family. Also the best thing to do when these unanticipated events occur is to realize that it won't last forever and learn from the experience after it's over. I was born on the Gila River Indian reservation in Maricopa, Arizona. My father, Michael Anthony Calhone, a street lord otherwise known as a drug dealer for the Crips on the West Side of Phoenix, having been shot six times in a drug deal gone bad, never got a chance to witness my birth; he died at the age of nineteen. By the age of 21, my mother, Ramona Marie Sundust, had seven children. I was the fifth of my mothers seven, having one younger brother, two older brothers, and three older sisters. Trying to take care of her seven children by herself was becoming too tiring and stre
My mother being murdered in the building we lived in was just about as an unexpected an experience any six-year-old can live through. From this unfortunate incident in my life, I understood at a young age what the true definition of the word family is. We all go through lives trials and tribulations, the significant thing to recognize is that the people who are going to help you through those trying days are the people who really care for you, and it doesn't make a difference if they are in your bloodline or not, those people truly are your family. Only being kids at the time my brothers, sisters and I without knowing it helped each other through probably the roughest time in our lives just by being a family and being there for one another. I am one of the few people on this earth who is lucky enough to have two families that care for them the way mine care for me. After the trial my brothers, sisters and I all became children of the state and were placed into an orphanage. When we first arrived at the orphanage two young ladies greeted us, gave us all a tour, telling us what our days would be like, and tried to explain to us about adoption. All the while the two ladies were talking I do not think one of us were listening. I remember thinking that our new home was a palace, it had three floors, two kitchens, more than one bathroom, and what seem to me, at the time, a million rooms. Compared to Phoenix's South Side housing projects and our Aunt Marie's roach infested two-bedroom house the orphanage was a palace in my five-year-old mind. ssful for my mother, who found what she thought was loving support in a pimp named, Cezar Luis Velez. I was only three
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