Well my father didn't come home drunk because when he came home from the airport it was 7 in the morning but I wouldn't be suprised if he did.
I am writing this a week from the day he came back.
Well my sister doesn't talk to my dad anymore even though we all live in the house together and I speak to him only if it is necessary.
The reason being that when my sister confronted my dad about the cheating, he yelled and hit her and told her that since we already know he can do it without hiding it from us anymore.
The women he is cheating on my mom with is one of my father's best friend's wife. His best friend died of cancer a few years back.
What a freakin cliche.
Anyways, today morning my mother saw my father leaving with some clothes and shoes to keep in the car. It is currently 11:52 in the night and I am not expecting my father to come back home.
I wish I could tell someone about this but I don't feel comfortable telling even my best friend because I am pretty sure she will think I am crazy and plus no one cares anyway.
My best friend, let's call her bella, and I have been friend for about 5 years now. Now she is the only person I trust, but I feel like if I tell her about all this, I don't think she will understand.
Bella goes to another school and lives across town so it's hard to meet her as when she is free, I am busy and other times it is the other way around,so I meet her about once or twice a year. But it's okay since I text her everyday and we have made plans to meet during the summer.
I think I might tell but I don't know for sure.
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This is my Life
Non-FictionI am the girl who never speaks in class, who never raises her hand,doesn't have many friends. This is the story of my life till now.
