All families have different kind of problems. In my opinion there is no family that have a perfect life, maybe there are pore and they are struggling to survive or they have a child that is deadly sick. there is so many problems I could write about but I am just going to write about my family problem. It all started when I was five years old, and my brother was 16 and he was beginning to make problems for my family. He was going with wrong friends, that taught him to take drugs and make crimes, my dad didn’t know that he was taking drugs and making crime at that time, but he could see that he had changed a lot and it was because of bad friends.
One day the police came in our house, and ask my dad where my brother was but he didn’t knew, and my dad asked choking “what did my son do”. They looked at him and said that he had committed a crime” burglary” with some other boys in his age. I was just five back then, but I could see in my dad`s eyes that he was disappointed. The police said that if he came back my dad should call them. A week later my brother came back, my dad couldn’t handle the pressure to see him so he called the police white away and they came and arrested him. We didn’t saw my brother until a year after. My dad wouldn’t have him back home, but my mom convinced him that they should give their son a second chance. So they said to my brother that if he wants to live in their house, it should be their roles and he wasn’t allowed to talk with those kids anymore. But it wasn’t enough he still take drugs and make crimes. When mom was alone home he pressed her to give him money and if she didn’t give him money he would beat my mom and she didn’t say a word to my dad about it. My dad died a short time after .
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