When I was seven, I saw my dad get harassed by my mom. At the time I didn't know it was harrassment, honestly I don't know what I thought it was but I saw it didn't make my father happy.
Then just a few years later when I was eleven , I learned what it was, and I found myself distancing myself from my mother and getting closer to my father. I mean let's not get it wrong separately my parents were wonderful, but together it was horrible. Not just my father, me, and my siblings, but also my mother
See my mother never really did anything violent toward us, not that it makes a difference, but she was a good person who worked hard never letting her mood falter, until we just became too much. She was always stressed, and she took it out on my father.
My dad on the other hand was gentil in most, if not all ways. I think that's why I grew so closely with him he was a nice counter to my mother tougher exterior. Though he felt strongly when his emotions did spring from my mother getting mad at him, he would tend to blame himself.
When I was fourteen they finally both decided to divorce, which was a long process that ended up being good for the both of them. They seemed happier, the only thing that ever was a problem then was deciding where me, my brother, and two sisters would live. We were split, me and my sister alexis got my mother while my brother Tony and my sister Margaret got my father.
I myself spent a lot of time with my father as I enjoyed him very much. We did a lot of things together like cooking and just talk, see my dad favorite thing is cooking and he made that into a living. Me and my dad had a lot in common but surprisingly enough I'm not like him nor am I like my mother, I am a weird mix of learning from them to not be exactly like them.
Im gentil like my dad but not a pushover, I'm strong like my mom but not a controlling person. I'm just tried, and am still trying to just be the most honest and best damn person I can be.
-Richard David Winston.
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Richard's Story
General FictionThis is a letter from story about Richard David Winston (my oc). This is my first story hope you enjoy Also there is mentions of abuse.
