As a very family oriented daughter I never imagined my family breaking apart. The idea of separation was around my family all the time. Many of my cousins have various step dads. I remember being surprised that my mom and dad were the only ones I knew that we're still together. It was Easter day of 2013. My mom, brothers and I headed out to a lake with the rest of the cousins to have a good time. My mom and dad had arranged that day as the day he would get all his stuff from home and leave else where. Yet I didn't know that at the time as I was enjoying Easter day. I remember coming home to a fatherless home. In my mind I thought "oh he must still be out with his friends or something. " so I didn't lock the top lock of the front door. I only locked the bottom lock that could be unlocked with a key from outside. I layed in bed and waited for the sound of the door to open and shut in order to sleep knowing my dad was home. I dozzed of for about 10 minutes. Waking up in a sudden jump, I got up to see if the top lock was locked. It was. So I believed my dad was home and went to bed. The next morning I went into my parents room before school, as I usually did , just to find my mom in bed alone. I asked about my dad and got no response. I thought my mom was just too sleepy so I headed to school. When I got home I remember finding my mom crying. I asked her what was wrong. After asking over and over again she let out the news of all the horrible things my dad had did. Things that no child should know about their parent. Yet, I was involved. I remember growing so much hate towards my dad. He had been continuously cheating on my mom with varios women for over two years. He was the first man that broke my heart.
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The Big Things in My life.
Non-FictionThis is just a series of bad and good. moments I've had to witness along the way until current day. Little yet big things.
