A perfect family of three: a mother, a father and a daughter. Their friends think that nothing in the world can take away that happy family, the happiest family ever. The mother and the father change and become something different, acting like enemies, always arguing about the smallest things possible, the father not coming home until late at night, or sometimes not until the next morning. The happiest little girl with the best family becomes the complete opposite. That little girl is me, always hearing my mother cry in her bedroom at night and wishing for my family to go back to being the happiest family ever.
I will never forget the day when my mother tells me that we are going to be moving. I start thinking about how I want to decorate my new room, what my new house will look like and what my new neighbors will be like. I am the happiest seven year old in the world, nothing can take away the feelings I am having; until my mother tells me that we are moving in with my grandparents to be away from my father. I don’t know what to say at this moment for I am left speechless. So many thoughts are running through my head and I feel like I am on the urge of crying.
These feelings start taking over my whole life and I act like if the world is going to end. I start to not care about my schoolwork and find myself not hanging out with my friends as much. My grandparents comfort me, saying that everything will fall into place and get better before I know it. My mother explains to me that sometimes after people get married, they just don’t have that same love for one another as they did before. Sometimes they don’t see eye to eye anymore and they feel like they aren’t as happy as they used to be. Being the only child, I feel like I am in the middle and all alone in a world of hate. I cry myself to sleep thinking that I am the reason for all of this. At this point I just feel like running away.
My mother tells me she loves me way too much to keep going on...