By: Mia Hazlett
I haven’t seen my dad in two weeks. I think my parents are going to get a divorce. My friend Sara at school and another boy Philip, their parents are divorced. I know a whole bunch of other kids whose parents never even got married.
I miss my dad. I wish he was here or that I could just see him. He called a couple of times, but that’s not the same. He says he and my mommy are just taking a little break right now. I guess kinda like me and my friend Sara got in a fight that one time and we didn’t talk to each other for three whole days. We didn’t even sit with each other at lunch or on the bus. That was the worst fight in the whole world.
But this is worse than three days. It has been two weeks and one day. I’ve been marking it on my calendar. I heard my mother on the phone the other day saying she was so happy he was gone. I don’t want her to be happy he’s gone. I want her to miss him like I do. If she doesn’t miss him than he won’t come back and live with us or maybe to even see us.
I heard my mother praying the other night for peace. I don’t know what that means, but she sure has been happy. She was in the kitchen the other day making dinner and she was singing and dancing. A long time ago before my sister was born, she used to do that when she was cooking, but I haven’t seen her like that in like forever.
Then the other night, we stayed up until like 11 watching a movie. She made us popcorn and not even the whole night did she talk on her phone. Not once. Not even to text. But when she went to the bathroom I looked at her phone. It was Daddy saying he was sorry and he loved her.
I hope she wrote him back later. I mean he was saying sorry. You’re supposed to make everything ok if someone says they are sorry. But I don’t know if I want her to be sad again. It has been really fun doing stuff with my mom since she’s been happy. I just wish I could see my dad too.
From – Me
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