There have been many things that have happened in my life. Good times, bad times, in between times, etc. Well this is one of the stressful times in my life. One of the turning points in my life which I am going to describe would have to deal with growing up. It started about two and a half years ago. My mom and my step dad were not getting along very well. This made me a little stressed out. It went down hill from there. I remember that I was at my dad’s the weekend that my mom left my step dad. She called and told me about that day and what all had happened. Then he called me when he got home and found that all my stuff and my mom’s stuff was gone. He wanted an explanation as to why the stuff was missing. It was a long conversation, and when I got off the phone I was sobbing, but for some reason I do not quite remember. My dad was wondering why I was crying so I told him the story. When I calmed down a little bit he then flat out told me that I could come and live with him. He lives in a totally different town compared to me. The part that shocked me the most was when he told me that he had been thinking of asking me to come move in with him, my step mom, and my half brothers. I told him that I would think about it but I had my mind set to “not moving in with my dad mode”. Dad got all excited that I might come live with him, and the next time I came up to visit, he showed me where I would go to school. When he would ask me when I was to be moving in with him I tried to ignore his question. My mom and step dad worked it out and every thing got better but my dad still wanted me to move in with him. Long story short I finally told him that I was going to stay where I am at and I am not going to be moving anytime soon.