Autobiographical Incident

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Since I was five years old I can remember my dad cheating on my mom twice and me bearing witness to him being around these women's. All along my mom is at home thinking that everything is all right with her family. She's given everyone in this house so much love and comfort she does not deserve to be treated that way she has.

My dad to me was a strong, hard working and dedicated man that served this country in the Marine Corps. So why did he do what he did to my mom I ask myself. Till this day I still cannot believe why he would be with other women's when he had my mom at home. My mom is one of the most sweetest people ever that you would meet. She does not judge people without even having a single conversation or getting to know them. Every morning I can see her eagerness to wake up and start her day.

From what I can remember I was in the car driving with my dad, which happened a lot, I think he used me as a reason to go out. We arrived at this house that I have never seen before and there were several kids in the front lawn and on the street. My dad had told me to stay outside and play while he was inside talking supposedly but all I did was just stare at the kids and think to myself who they were. I was at least outside for like forty minutes and my dad and this lady came walking outside holding hands and gave each other a huge hug. I did not really pay any attention to it because again I was only five years old but in my head I knew that lady was not my mother. We got home and he acted like nothing happened and I could not tell my mom what I saw because she would not even bother to listen to me.

Two days later what happened on this day I will never forget in my life. My aunt from Panama had co to visit us with my cousin. From me snooping around and listening to their conversation I could hear both of them talking about my dad. I did not hear much because my brother caught me listening. The conversation was not very enjoyable...
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