in English, we were told to write a memoir. I chose to write about the day my parents got divorced. I chose this topic because I think I moulded myself as a person into who I am today. it was the saddest day of my life. this thought me that reality is sad and at that time I was really sad it was a dark time for me. but I was able to bounce back. I think that you can learn that things happen and you can’t control them but if you are able to cope and expect the situation then you will be okay. here is my memoir
I never thought it would turn out like this
My parents never had a good relationship but I never thought it would turn out like this. Back when I was 5 years old, my mom and dad had a big fight. My sister and I went to our grandparent’s house for four days. I had a plan for my parent’s divorce, they would live in an apartment so I could see them at the same time. How naive I was. When my brother was born my parents said that my dad could not sleep with the noise of the baby and my mom said that she could not sleep with the noise of my dad snoring. This was not true, my dad and mom just needed to sleep without each other. So for the rest of the time, they were together, they never slept in the same room again.
I woke up late, like 7:30 or 8:00 and went downstairs. It was silent. I went back upstairs and I heard talking from my mom’s room. I bust into the room. I could feel the hopelessness in the air, even taste it. My parents stop talking. I asked what they were talking about. They said nothing, I said ok. I knew they were lying. I could see the sorrow in my parent’s eyes.
That morning was bad and I made myself an egg, it tasted like nothing. I went upstairs and spent three hours playing on my Xbox. My brother and I went out to the park near our house, it was empty. The rest of the day was a blur but I do remember the end of the day. I was in my room and I heard my mom call me down because my mom and dad had to tell me something. I came down and sat on the couch with my siblings. My mom and dad were sitting on chairs across from the couch. My brother, sister, and I were scared because the only other time that my parents had called us all down to have this kind of talk was when we all moved and so we thought that it was going to be something like that, something big. And it was.
My mom said, “your father and I are getting a divorce”. Then my dad said, “so this means that we will be living in different houses”, “I will be moving out of the house in three weeks”. And they said that he would be moving somewhere close. And then they said, “we will be friends and we will not fight”. Another lie. Then they asked “do you guys have any questions?” I said “yes, how long will it be?” And they said “forever”. Because before they had gotten into fights and one of them had left so I thought that’s what it was. And then my sister asked “what house will we be staying at?” They said, “You will be staying at both, we haven’t figured out the details yet but it will probably be on a week-to-week basis”.
And then my brother, who was four at the time, asked What does a divorce mean? My mom said “It’s when two people who have been married for a long time don’t feel happy together so they decide not to be together anymore. That is what your dad and I decided. We have been talking this over for a long time. We thought that if we moved there might be less stress but that wasn’t the case. We talked it over and we are getting a divorce”. And then my brother said ok. Then they said, “ok we’re going to talk to you privately so if you have any questions”. So my mom went with Zachary and I went with my dad. We talked it over and he said “that your mother and I aren’t feeling happy. A lot is going to change. If you ever need to talk just ask me and then my mom came in and my dad went to my brother’s room”. My mom asked me “Hey are you ok?” And I said yes even though I wasn’t. And then I went to bed and when I woke up the next morning I was happy and then I remembered Oh yeah, my parents are getting a divorce.
