My Divorce-Personal Narrative

About the beginning of second semester in 6th grade, my parents started arguing. A lot. At this point, I really didn’t know what would happen. I would say up until the morning hours listening to them yell at each other. They eventually divorced and it negatively affected my sister and I when it first happened. It was the first time me or my sister have gone through something yet, but with me, being older and more complicated, took it a lot harder. The divorce had me a little bit confused, not knowing what would happen next.

A couple of weeks into the divorce, my mom moved out of our house into an apartment complex. This sucked even more, because I spent the weeks at my dad’s house, but the weekends at my mom’s apartment. It was pretty bad at the apartment. It got to the point where I had to call my dad to come pick me up. I eventually stopped going to my mom’s apartment and staying at my dad’s. My sister stayed at my mom’s house still, but she eventually stopped as well. …show more content…
My sister and I started to get along more, and my dad had more money to spend. My mom eventually came over to eat or something, but that was only occasional. I could tell my dad was doing a lot better with his work and work related things, and at this point we were all back to normal and used to my mom not being around. I still felt sorry for her at certain points, but I felt a lot of emotions through the divorce, so I honestly didn’t know what to