For as long as I could entertain my parents got along great. No big arguments, no hollo and no door slamming. I had some of the greatest times of my life with them, but to my amazement, there was a whole other side that my brothers and I were not seeing. I clearly remember times sitting on the couch and my parents would be in our kitchen, flirting like 13 year olds, tickling for each one other, and kissing.
I was saying, “Eww, Stop it!” and my brothers just said, “Gross” and hid their faces. My parents seemed happy as ever. I was also happy knowing that my parents were one of the a couple of(prenominal) parents still together compared to the rest of my classmates. I remember sentiment it was going to be like that forever. I was wrong.
Back to the reticent living room. As soon as my dad came out of their room with the blanket(a) duffle bag, he sat eat up and put his hands over his temples and stared at the floor. After a long awkward silence, we finally found out what this was all about. My father spoke words I never imagined would come out of his mouth. I completely...If you want to get a full essay, order it on our website: Orderessay
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