My character sketch that I am doing is on my step-mother Camille. When Camille and my father first got married, I was seven years old I think, and I thought it was pretty darn great, but everything eventually gets worse in time. She was awesome mainly because she was really young. My dad was thirty-one and she was only twenty-two! My own mother is only two years younger than my dad. I know that it’s probably not that big of a deal, but she changed a lot over the years, sometimes more immature and sometimes mature, it just depended on the day. She acts like she is fifteen years old and in high school. It’s very annoying if you ask me, but since she told me that she was divorcing my dad, that’s when the last straw fell, that’s when I started really hating her.
I think she is an important person in my life because what my dad says is that she had “been there for me” for pretty much my entire life. So since I could not think about anyone else to talk about I chose her. Yes I admit she was really cool and stuff at times, but then she would do stuff that would drop me down and really hurt my feelings. So one of the “encounters” that I have had with her was about two years ago when she was drunk, and she was playing her video game on the computer.
Another thing about her is on Fridays after her “long days” at work she would always say that she needed to get away from the real world and just play her video game. Most days it would be on the computer, but sometimes she would go on the play station 2.
Anyway back to the story, she was drunk and playing her stupid video game on the computer, and I had braces at the time. So I was telling her that I bet I could bite skin and make someone bleed. I don’t know why I decided to do this, but I told her, “I am going to bite your hand,” and then I went down to her hand which was on the mouse, and I put my teeth on her hand. She moved her hand away really fast; I looked up, and then she slapped me across the face!! Man was I surprised and mad. I started to cry, and then she just looked at me with a blank stare and went back to her game.
I went half-way up the stairs so I could cry my eyes out and so my dad couldn’t hear. I didn’t want my dad to hear because I thought that my dad would take her side for some odd reason. I know now that he wouldn’t, but that is not the point. I was so surprised that she would do such a thing, even if she was drunk. So as you can see, I do not have very good encounters with my step-mother.