Personal History

I was 18 years old almost a highschool graduate. Had my whole future planned out. I was ready for the real world I knew what I wanted in life. Nothing couldnt stop me from reaching my dreams. I planned on going to college for graphic design. I really love art or anything in that nature. Prepared and ready for college. Not knowing my dreams were shortly coming to an end.My parents were proud of me and my sister was also.I love my family more than anything in the world. As time passed I noticed my parents were pretty distant. I just figured they needed some alone time. I asked my mom " are yall getting a divorce" she said "no son its nothing serous we've just been disagreeing alot thats all" I trusted her word and didnt think otherwise. I said my last good bye to my school friends and teachers. Almost time for my graduation,when the time came we all came together as one for a change. I was happy Everyone seemed happy. My dad told me " son dont worry about anything I promise we'll be fine." I believed in him. But they made me wonder seem like everybody was trying to hide something. Summer time came and almost over almost time for the real world. I got a job at subway one step to me maturing. I was so ready to explore. One day my mother came to me and to me " No matter what happens make sure you live your dreams up." at that point she had he wondering. The whole week I sat in my room just drawing and thinking. I asked my sister a few questions but she didn't know either.

"You think their going to split up"

"no I dont think so maybe they just need a break from eachother"

"But their married that's a bad thing if they need sometime alone"

"yea your right then I dont know what's going on"

"what if mom's having another baby"

" ew no I doubt it she's to old"

We both had no club but I really wished and hoped they didn't split up. On sunday's me and my dad always play foot ball. But this sunday he didnt seem like he was intrested in playing. I was wondering is it me my family was having a problem with? Not knowing for sure it started to bother me. Everyone in the house was now seperated. Nobody talked at all it was literally a silent house. My sister couldnt take all of the drama so she moved out. Which made my mom and dad both stress and made matters even worst. I stayed out as late as possible. Some nights I didnt come in until 5 am. It was like my parents barely noticed me. They didnt show care at all. At that point its like my whole world turn around. My mom was the next to leave us. She said "she couldnt deal with us no longer mainly my dad." I was so depressed and