My Dearest Encounter

Chapter 9

Nature versus nurture is a topic that many has considered undebatable due to the fact that one can be bias. One can agree that an animal behavior is based on what is in there nature. Lions for example, it is in there nature to be a predator. Can they change that about themselves? Probably not.

Mr. Harden my psychology teacher has assigned the class a ten page paper pertaining to the debate nature versus nurture. I have been typing for what feels like forever. My brain is drained from topics to discuss. Researching the argument on google gave me more insight. Many websites touched on evolution and why it is a lined with nature.

But over all I was sick and tired of staring at my computer screen. It is a Saturday for gods sake and what was I doing? Writing a fucking ten page paper on nature verses nurture. Was it not enough that we student had to go to school five days a week. Saturday is suppose to be my rest day. The day I would take a breath to come up for air. But nooo. All in all it was not Mr. Hardens fault. If that bitch Amanda had just shut her mouth maybe the Socratic seminar would have been effective and successful. She just made my hit list.

"AHHHH"

I just wanted to bang my head against the computer. I am so frustrated. Ten pages. I haven't even written one yet.

I shut down the laptop screen, then walked down downstairs to get some breakfast. Since I woke up this morning all I've done is brush my teeth and typed this stupid paper.

"Good morning dad."

"Mawning."

(Morning)

"So what are your plans for today?"

"Well since you asked. Sophia and I are going on a date tonight, so we will be home late.

"Oh. Okay. Quick question. When are you guys getting married?"

"We haven't picked a date yet but we're planning on the last week of April, mid spring."

"Oh"

"When you and mom got married how did you feel?"

"To be honest, I was the happiest man alive. Marrying her was a dream come through."

"If it was a dream come through so to say, why did you treat her the way you did?"

"I knew that question was coming."

"I was young and dumb with no intentions of being a father. Not that I don't love being one. But I guess I wasn't ready so I always blamed her for my mistake. I should have just accepted what was the end result of my actions and not take my anger out on her."

My dad was now staring at me as if there was more to tell but in a way he felt sorry for his actions.

"I am truly sorry for way I treated her, she never deserved that. I wish she was here so that I can tell her that."

I gave my dad a sad smile. I do miss my mom and everyday I wish she was here.

"Baby girl I'm going to tell you something and promise me you will take heed."

I nodded my head acknowledging for my dad to go on.

"I promise."