Personal Narrative-Traumatic Conflicts

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More traumatic fights occurred within that apartment we lived in, until finally they both agreed to get a divorce. They needed to get the divorce; they weren’t healthy for one another. Yes, my mom and dad were gone and the fighting was gone, but Cory and I still had to deal with going back and forth. It wasn’t that bad since, they were only an hour apart, but the transfer season was coming up and my dad was seeing someone already. The person he sees later becomes my step mom, but she made my dad move across the country to Seattle, Washington. Moving there with my dad meant that my brother and I couldn’t go home to our mom anytime we wanted to anymore. We were stuck with my dad until summertime. We had to deal with not only his temper, but

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