July 28th, 2014. My dad just told me that he was leaving. He doesn't know when and he doesnt know where he will go. But he knows its whats best. Maybe it is, or maybe its not. I really don't know anymore. You see for the past 9 months my family went from working/okish to world war 3. Which sucks, alot.
It started sometime in November. My older brother Josh got caught smoking weed with his girlfriend Becca. When he told my parents, my dad flipped shit. He kicked him out of the house. Josh hasnt been back since then. I went to school with Josh and Becca for a while but then transfered back to my local public school. I barely ever saaw Josh which sucked because we had become so close. My family sort of drifted.
Now Josh lives with his best friend Oliver out in the country. They are doing good and i see them a lot. My parents are getting a divocre, my little brother, Blake, knows something is up but doesn't know what. Me? I'm caught in the middle. I'm drowning.
*PLEASE NOTE: All the names have been changed for the privacy of the people in this story. True story, real events, real people. Please respect that. Enjoy and Thanks (:
~Marissa
