Dealing with Divorce

Donna Woods

Examiner.com

Awaken at night by screaming and violence, hearing my parents yelling at each other while lying in my bed at age six. Scared and confused about what was going on, tears upon my face as my older sister knocks on the door, because she too didn’t know what was happening. At six and seven my sister and I were about to become children of divorced parents.

We sit in my bed together as we listen to the two people who used to be so in love, fight about everything. The devil had walked in my house and took their happiness away. That night everything in my house was like hell. I never thought this would happen to my family. As the fighting continued and the screaming got louder more tears fell like a streaming waterfall. All the noises echoed in my mind. I just wanted answers to what was happening? When I looked at my sister, Kate, who was trying to stay strong for me, just made everything worse because her eyes were all melted and balling with tears just as much as mine. I asked, “Kate, what is going on,” and she replied, “I think this is called a divorce.” My heart stopped and I just laid in a ball under my covers, thinking about that word “Boom!” He was gone; my dad left the house slamming the front door shut. I closed my eyes as I thought it was all a dream and as I drifted off into sleep with tears still in my eyes.

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