When I was 4 my parents had a divorce.
I don't really remember that but it happened.
My mom cheated on my dad, and so she got with the guy she cheated on my dad.
My dad found a girl at work, but we didn't know she was just trying to leech someone to get through college.
So anyway,
this is my mom's half.
A man named Ben joined our family. The first year was simple and fun but then after that all you would hear is screaming. It made you want to run out the door and jump off a bridge. Then when I was 9 I want on a over-night field trip with my mom. My two sisters were baby sitted (sat) that night. When we got back Ben said he was leaving.
Then the next day my mom when to court with Ben. She figured out he was cheating on her. He would go on "fishing trips" and "golf days" but he was really with another girl. My mom came home heart-broken.
My dad's half:
My dad had met a girl at work. It was a rough ride through-out the marriage. For example when we would sigh or something she would say "Don't get sh*tty with me!". She was going to radiation school. She was using my dad. The only good outcome of that marriage was that she had an extremely friendly child, but we were absolutely horrible to him.
At the graduation ceremony she handed my dad divorce papers and said "I don't need you anymore". 3 months later they divorced.
~Now~
My sisters (14 and 10) do non-stop arguing, my parents are both single, but I see Julian (my dad's ex-wife's kid) occasionly. It's a time for me because just before my dad had his second divorce he started working thrid-shift. There are never any openings for 2nd shift (or 1st) so we bassically watch him sleep when were with him.