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Personal Narrative: Separation And Divorce
“Everything will be okay in the end. If it’s not okay, it’s not the end.” My parents were married for seventeen years with five children; however, in July of 2016, while we were in Gulf Shores, my mother learned that my father had been talking to another woman. My father was infuriated because my suspicious mother went through his phone; therefore, my father almost made us go home a few days early. The same woman, Jennifer, later had an even larger effect on the whole situation. This is one of the many events that led to the separation and divorce of my parents.
Mid-August of 2016, my father gathered his belongings and moved out in one day. After all of us, my four youngest siblings and myself, made it home from a long day of school, we asked
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My father’s truck stopped running a few weeks before Halloween, but before my family could share in the festivities, Emily went to basketball practice. A “family friend” dropped my father off at the gym for her practice; after Emily’s practice, my father rode with us as we trick-or-treated. My father had to work that night; therefore, my family had to end the fun early so he could get home and prepare for work. He lived in Rainsville at the time, so we stopped at McDonald’s to eat dinner with our father before dropping him off; however, when we arrived at his home, a woman and her two children walked outside to greet my father. The woman, Jennifer, knew that my father had not told us, his children, that he had been living with her for the past two months, but that did not stop her from walking outside. That night on the drive home, I was extremely mad at my father and ignored all his phone calls; in addition, I did not speak to him until I saw him at a basketball game for Emily. Even then, I spoke very little to him, and I did not go to his house to spend Thanksgiving break with my father like my siblings did or even stay the night until the summer of 2017, when I was asked to babysit the girls and get payed for doing so. That same summer my parents got

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