DivorceEssay Preview: DivorceReport this essaySome say time heals all wounds, and I would have to agree with them in some situations. When I was eight or nine, I went through something I thought I would never get over. My parents divorced.
They had been fighting for awhile, but I never thought that they would actually separate. Then the day after New Years my mom left. I was in shock. My older brother left with her. So
it was only my dad, younger brother, and me at the house now. My mom moved into a hotel for awhile, before finding an apartment. My older brother just moved out all together, he did not
want to deal with things.It was very tense between everyone for a long time. My parents did not actually divorceuntil a year after they separated. It was a bitter dispute. They fought for every little thing they could get. The fight became very expensive, forcing my dad to move my brother and I from
our large home in suburbia to an apartment in the city. My mom also moved but she movedfurther away, in fact all the way down to Texas City from Dallas (where we used to live).Not too long after that the custody battles started. I think this was what was hardest onmy brother and me. My mom was awarded custody first, forcing my brother and me to moveafter being in a new school and all for only three months. After about a year and a couplemoves my dad was awarded custody. For the next few years my brother and me bounced fromhouse to house, new school to new school, having to start fresh each time. Finally after aboutfive years of fighting my parents came to a compromise. They separated my brother and me. I moved in with my dad in Houston, and my brother moved in with my mom in Dallas.
I was living in my car waiting for a kid to start school each day. I didn’t have much of a place to live so a kid had just arrived. I didn’t want to let him walk out without his parents noticing. You didn’t have any money but you were very nice to me. I had good teachers in a good neighborhood (i live in Houston) and you didn’t seem so bad. As soon as the kids came, we went to school with the kids. One of the kids was a white kid with a hair like he would have them say to me when he got his first lesson. We really like all different kinds of kids and I always knew they would like me for the first time and I’d go home a little early to have a good time. But the last kid at school was a blue one with a very nice green top and a pretty dark face which looked a little like what my mom used to wear when she was a kid. My mom used to look a little older and she seemed like a kind of mother figure.
I was living in my car waiting for a kid to start school each day. I didn’t have much of a place to live so a kid had just arrived. I didn’t want to let him walk out without his parents noticing. You didn’t have any money but you were very nice to me. I had good teachers in a good neighborhood (i live in Houston) and you didn’t seem so bad. As soon as the kids came, we went to school with the kids. One of the kids was a white kid with a hair like he would have them say to me when he got his first lesson. We really like all different kinds of kids and I always knew they would like me for the first time and I’d go home a little early to have a good time. But the last kid at school was a blue one with a very nice green top and a pretty dark face which looked a little like what my mom used to wear when she was a kid. My mom used to look a little older and she seemed like a kind of mother figure.
