When I was 3 or 4 my parents split. They went through a horrible divorce. My father was not a civil and understanding person. Throughout the whole divorce process he used to drink heavily. I remember hearing my parents argue one day. I looked under the door and my mom fell to the ground. I knew what had happen because you could hear the slap. That night my mom took my 2 sisters and my brother and left. She never came back.
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Non-Fictionthis is about how I grew up and how I look at stuff. this is all real situations... none of this is fake... all of it is short thoe
