As I look back I wonder when it all went wrong, my life was perfect. I had amazing and understanding parents, great friends and had perfect grades. Unfortunately a perfect life doesn't exist in this world. I had just beaten Ox on a test, and when I went home to tell my parents and to see their faces light up with joy at my excitement.
But the scene I came home to, was not what I had expected at all. There was a woman on our couch half naked smoking a cigarette not caring about anything happening around her as long as she was content. But that wasn't even the worst part. The worst was my dad in only his boxers trying to explain to my mom that this wasn't what it looked like I swear! And that if she would just give him another chance.
I just watched the scene horrified as my mom went to their room and started packing all of her belongings, including mine. My parents had continued arguing but I just couldn't take it anymore. This wasn't the first my mom had walked in on a moment like this, but she had always believed my papa about him saying it would never happen again he promised, and that he really did love mama and me.
Our family is falling apart. I can't even tell if they love each other anymore. I'm so tired of always seeing them fighting, or seeing my papa with some slut of the week! That's why I didn't even try to pull away from my mom as she dragged me away to her car, leaving my papa and my old life behind us. And leaving Death City, that was over eight years ago.
I'm sixteen now and I like to think I'm a mature young adult and what happened eight years ago doesn't affect me anymore. But that would be the biggest lie, I have nightmares about it almost every night it's almost to the point where I just tend to avoid sleep. Right now I'm home schooled and I don't talk to any of my old friends anymore, after the incident my mom decided that we would travel the world and see new places.
And recently my mom and I have been distant with each other, it gets worse and worse when I mention papa or going back to Death City. I do still care about my papa and would like to talk to him every now and then but, I do still hate how he sleeps with basically every woman he sees. I also want to go back to Death City because I want to go to Death High school, where my parents first met when they still loved each other.
It's a beautiful school and I would give anything to go there. I tried talking to mom about but she just exploded and started yelling that if I wanted to go see my papa that bad then o just leave and she would send me out and everything.
When I woke up the next day the airplane ticket and my passport were on the table but my mom was gone. I have no idea where she is as of right now, and I know she probably hates me right now. But for once in my life I feel like maybe just maybe, my life will get a little bit better.