8 th Grade

Home life

Sometimes home life is great I feel like I'm living in a fairytale, but other times it's a blanket fort night. A blanket fort is a term a friend and I use. It means that home life is so bad I just wish I could disappear. It really doesn't help that my parents split up when I was 2. I live with my mom 90 percent of the time. The other 10 percent is spent at my dads. At my moms it's great most of the time. Some days my mom regrets marrying my step dad but other days it's great. At my dads it use to be great, yea my dad and step mom had their problems and sometimes it showed but it was fine. But now I'm not thinking the marriage is going to work. It's gotten really bad there. Over Christmas break I went for the weekend. My sister and I were talking and she said that my step mom isn't going to be hear, she will be here Christmas Eve. So curiously I asked why. Her reply was "that this is my dads weekend and he should spend the time with me. Also that 7 days is too much of my dad for her to handle". I said yea she sleeps in her bed and dad sleeps in my room. My sister said no dad doesn't really stay here anymore. As the night went on I could tell my dad was struggling. He asked me my opinion on what he should do because he thinks he's in love with another woman. But as the night went on he kept drinking and at 11 o'clock my dad looks at us and said I'm want nachos and I'm going to make them, do you two want some. In the end we didn't go to bet until 1 in the morning.
Anymore I'm just putting on a fake smile and trying to get through a day. I feel that everyday it gets easier to put the fake smile on. The only thing that actually makes me happy is family music and friends.

Sorry I haven't updated lately it's been a ruff couple of weeks.