Personal Narrative: Growing Up In Houston

Growing up in Houston I could see a business man full of success and then I would move my eyes away from him, to see a homeless man barely making it by all on the same street. It is sad that in order to live you have to focus on gaining a green piece of paper. I have lived in Sugar Land; a city near Houston for most of my life. When I was 11 years old my parents divorced, it was then that I realized I would have to be the man of the house. I remember the day that they told me, I sat in my room wondering what happens next? Since my mom did not have enough money to afford our house all on her own, we had to move into an apartment. She could not afford a 3 room apartment so I had to share a room with my brother, until we moved out before starting