It was a day to live in infamy. Well for me not you. It was the day my parents got divorced. I had woken up in my cozy, nice bed wiping the eye boogers(as my mom calls them) from my groggy eyes. I was ready for my usual summer routine: Take a long, hot shower, Follow that up with a nice bowl of Cocoa Puffs while watching ESPN.
After that i went over to my neighbors and we got the usual people to hang out. We were having trouble finding out what game to play when my sister Maddie came up to me and said that Mom and Dad wanted to see us. Now i was focused on finding a game so I didn't want to leave. But my sister had different ideas and picked up the 65 pound 8 year old and carried me all the way to the house and sat on me until my other sister came up.
When she finally got off i was ready to go to the E.R because my lungs felt like they had be crushed to pieces. When my parents were finally ready my Mom was crying and my Dads voice was shaky like he was ready to fill a pool with tears. I was starting to get scared, my hands were shaking, and i couldn't breathe. When my dad broke the tragic news and said they were getting divorced i was suddenly confused, my sister Maddie was crying and my other sister Hona ran out of the room. Now nothing like this had ever happened in my family so i didn't even know what "divorced' meant. When i figured it out I was had a million feelings rush through me i was sad because my parents weren't going to be toghether i was mad because life wouldn't be the same but i was also scared of what would happen later.
But that wasn't all my parents soon revealed to me that we would have to move because not one parent could afford the house on their own. That made me feel even worse because i had so many friends and such a nice house and to move away would be like moving to another galaxy.
These days when i think back on the divorce i think about what my life would be like had my parents not been divorced. But i can't because I like my life ust the way it is.
The 1st part was funny but the 2nd part was sad. You had good spelling and good punctuation. Very descriptive. Remember to capitalize your I's.
ReplyDeleteI liked the coaco puffs and ESPN, capitalize the I
ReplyDeletedid you have half and half milk that day?
ReplyDeleteAmazing memoir, Cooper! Just remember to capitalize all the I's and you'll be set.
ReplyDeleteNice story but very sad and some punctuation errors.
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