It all started when I was nine years old and my mother sat Sheena my sister and me down and said that she did not love my father anymore and that she was going to leave him. I never ever would have guessed that that was going to be the words coming out of my mother’s mouth. We had such a perfect life or at least that’s what I was always lead to believe. I just sat there with a straw in my mouth amazed. Then a few seconds later I threw a pillow at her and said that I hated her. I was a daddy’s girl. This day was the scariest day of my life.

Some topics in this essay:
, Registered Nurse, father mother, sister sheena, perfect family,