Thursday, July 14, 2011

Divorce. Some of it.

I was 10. Life was perfect. I had the perfect family, perfect friends. Perfect house. It was all everything I could have ever hoped for.  There were a few car accidents. Serious ones. But nothing that harmed the family we had. Who would have thought that a knock on the head with a small glass giraffe could change a man ? Well. It did.
One day when I was home from school, I couldn't wait to tell my daddy about the day I had. But when I walked up my drive way, My mom was crying and on the phone trying to get a hold of my dad. My brother was teary-eyed, and my little sister didn't know what was even going on. The only thing I could think of doing was going inside. I went into his bedroom, And everything was gone. HIs wardrobe, His clothes, His T.v. Everything. My dad left. Vanished without a trace. I didn't understand. He went to work, And filed for a divore the same day. Didn't tell anyone. For my 11th birthday, We shared a party together. With the whole family. It was the last party we all had together. A few months later my mom met someone. And we all moved to the worst town possible Farmington NH. We bought a crappy trailer. I lost my beautiful house. And all my friends. A year later, My father was going to get my brother. And my mom and him got into a fight. My dad came back crying, With a torn shirt, and a broken GPS. The police were involved. Stories were made. I wasn't allowed to see my father for 2 months. That was hard on ' daddy's little girl.' He wasn't allowed to see my mother for a year. Well, 2 months later, I was still hoping for a happy ending to my use to be perfect family. But my father had moved on to the one girl who crushed our family. They moved to Rochester NH. Things kept getting worse. My father changed after that day. And I'm not just saying that. I mean he actually changed. This was all going down on a 12 year old girl. And now, I am thirteen. Almost fourteen. And recently had the biggest fight with my father. And I felt horrible. A week later, I heard he was moving away with his beloved fiance' and her 3 kids to Florida. He is leaving his own children behind for a life away from my mother. He is taking away a lot of child support money, On purpose. He doesn't even care. His Fiance' tore our family apart. Tore me away from my family and friends, And my perfect life. And now, Is permantly taking my father away from me. What will daddy's little girl do without her father there ? Guess we'll have to find out. I could write so many more problems we had. More to do with the police. And even more issues we had in between what I had said. But I won't. It would take to long. I am now currently living with my mom, Brother, Sister, My mom's boyfriend, And his son in a small two bedroom trailer in Farmington NH that always runs out of hot water and heat. And has a caved roof. With no money, Because of my dad. And his fiance'. I will always love him and remain daddy's little girl. I hope to remember all the good he did in the past before his accidents. Before he changed.

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