Personal Narrative Essay : Getting A Divorce

LLauren, unlike me, absolutely despises rain. I think its because the day my Dad made the divorce between my real mother clear, it was raining really hard. I remember that day. I think that was when I figured out the rain didn’t have to be something bad. I cried, and nobody noticed. They still thought I was strong, while I was cryi-“Hurry up!” Cherise whines outside the car. I groan, and survey the area enough to know that we’re at school. The moped expressions plastered on the students faces give it away. According to my stepsister, Cherise, she is the most popular, prettiest, and best girl at school. I snort as she guides me through her self -obsessed tour of herself. She’s even worse then Brittany Miller, one of my sister’s old bullying

When I was 11, my parents were battling in an ugly divorce. I wasn't seen as a kid because for a brief moment I became an adult that could make tough life changing decisions. As a child , I was confused on what was happening. I didn’t understand why my mom was gone one day, returned the next and then  just gone. I couldn't comprehend why police officers would regularly come to my broken home. The gruesome divorce and after period was an emotional roller coaster that never ended until today. It was difficult to adapt to the new lifestyle with a new single mom. I vividly remember having to sleep on the floor for months , having an empty naked white fridge and having to support my single mother every night as she dealt with depression. Although, life was hard I stayed strong, supported my sisters and accepted the new life I  was given.

In the Spring of 2011, my parents got a divorce. I was thirteen years old and it was one of the most difficult things I have ever had to experience. I can remember like it was yesterday when my mother sat me down and confessed the tragic news. Going through something that horrific, I would never wish divorce on anyone. Being a child of divorce, I went though the divorce differently than my mother and father did. With both parents being separated in different homes, I had to choose who I wanted to stay with on the nightly. It was a bad situation because both parents were going through such a destructive time, yet both desired always to be with my sister and I. That was the most painful and challenging decision I would have to daily make. I never

"Dad wants me to stay here and live with him. Is that okay?" my son asked. "He's promised me all kinds of "neat stuff" and I can get to know my step family better.

     With this ring I thee wed…. For better or worse, for richer or poorer…. Traditionally, two people speak these words on their wedding day, the day that two become one, the day that two people begin a life together and share an unbreakable union. This may be so in some cases but not all. Divorce among Americans is rampant. In society today divorces are as common as marriages themselves. Couples meet, date, fall in love, marry, and have children and then one day: Wham! Something is just not right with the relationship anymore, so they opt for the easy way out, the big "D". They get a divorce, is this really the easy way? The legalities and dissolution of the union may be easy and painless,

Personal Narrative: Divorce Mum had briefly informed me that we were going to a place that would

My dad is a farmer who works his hardest to support his family. He does everything just to make the people he loves happy. My mom is a factory worker producing airplane parts. She is a good mother who tries to give my sister and I the best life possible. Conflicts arose between the two and an unexpected turn of events occurred.

Assignment two was a personal narrative and I choose to write about the time I found out my parents were getting a divorce. I found out this information spring junior year. This assignment was very difficult for me to write, I struggled with writing my feelings on the paper. Throughout my writing career I have never been good at writing personal essays. Although, I struggled with writing my ideas on paper. I succeeded in giving sensory details and being able to create good dialogue between characters .While I feel my personal narrative made strong use of dialogue, sensory detail, and the overall idea. An essay can always be revised and edited. I needed to work on making sure my tenses are the same throughout, adding descriptions of characters,

My parents' divorce was one of my most significant life events. As a result of my parents' divorce, I lived in a divided home. I spent part of my time with my father (usually weekends and a few holidays) and part of my time with my mother (weekdays and other major holidays). Unlike other children my age, who tended to conceive of their parents as infallible well into adolescence, I understood at a young age that my parents were not perfect. My mother frequently criticized my father and vice versa. At first, I felt resentful towards both of them for shattering my world. It was uncomfortable and awkward having to deal with both of them when the anger of the divorce was still festering.

I’ve been blindsided twice in my life, literally and figuratively. The first time at age seven. A drunk driver hit me while I walked through a parking lot, and again at sixteen, when my parents divorced. The closeness of my family was the basis of our survival after the accident, and conversely, why surviving the divorce was nearly impossible. Dinners were shared at the kitchen table every night, playing “high-low,” sharing the best and worst parts of our day. Friends always filled our house and would play “high-low” too; they found a stability in our home which they could not find in their own.

About fifty percent of couples married in the 1970’s divorced, that raised from twenty percent just from the 1950’s, ruining the families and leaving the children in those families with two different homes causing a sense of two different lives. Divorce to some has become a sense of happiness, to make life easier. It is not. You lose close to everything: money, house, car, that love you once had, and if you had children, you can lose them too.

The most paramount challenge I have had to face in education and every facet of my life has been the divorce of my parents when I was in the 3rd grade. Overcoming the emotional chains of the event has been in an oxymoronic fashion extremely simple, and the hardest thing to do in the world. After about half a year of feeling like Atlas with the earth on my shoulders, a decision had to be made. I choose to continue on with my life, but also improve every aspect of it. My grades skyrocketed, I became extremely social, and overall I was much happier. A simple decision, but one that led me to where I am today. It is terribly unfortunate that too many people in my situation would simply give up, look at proverbial “bare wall” and proclaim, “I can’t

An eleven-year-old version of me walked into the living room after logging off of Minecraft. My mother had called me in, her voice sounded frail and broken. I looked between her, my sister, and my father, curious as to why I had been interrupted. All three were staring at their feet with their hands balled in their lap. I sighed, irritated that I had to leave my game, and slumped down unto the couch. My dad then looked up at me, tears in his eyes and said those words that still ring in my ears, almost seven years later.

Sixth grade year is expected to be a wonderful transition from "little kid" to mature-ish adolescent, but for me it wasn't.

Broken families are on since the beginning of humanity. In fact, divorce, which has been very common in today’s societies, is the major cause that leads to family devastation. However, although, in some cases, divorce is the only solution for a family to live in peace, one must think many times before taking such decision, and that is because of many .