As I am skimming through the numbers etched on my report card, I am disappointed by the decrease in my grades, and the reason is not ambiguous to me. The age of adolescence is a time where teenagers are exposed to development and it is also an age where they become vulnerable to the first negative streaks of reality. The disintegration of my parents’ marriage contributed to my lowered grades. My natural love for my parents couldn’t accept their relationship falling apart, and this led to a distraction from studies and an inability to concentrate on things. I viewed “parents” as a singular entity, if they separated, that single entity would have been shattered. I understand however, that I should have been motivated nonetheless.
I recall the day vividly. I returned home at around 4:30 PM from a club meeting at school, and I overheard vehement screams arising from my parents’ bedroom. I was startled; I had never seen them raise their tone at each other and it left me shivering. I avoided making the slightest hint of noise and nearly tiptoed to my room. “If it weren’t for the kids, I’d have left you long ago!” said my mother. That night I was unable to sleep, and no one consoled me or cared to tell me that everything was going to be resolved. I felt as if my world was collapsing because my parents neglected my happiness. They did not take me into account prior to considering a divorce. I felt unloved, being abandoned by parents and I felt that I had no one to embrace.
The following day, I was sitting on my couch attempting to watch television, while still distracted from the occurrence. My father had just returned from work, and after hanging his coat on the clothing rack, he sat on the couch next to me with a very sullen look on his face. He looked into my eyes and I instantly diverted my attention away from the television. “What do you want to be when you grow up?” he asked. I was searching for the right words. I used to say I wanted to be an astronaut or...
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