3rd Post [Free Writing]

List experiences that you've had in the past, starting as young as possible. Don't worry if they were small or significant--most likely if you remember them then they were significant for you.


Adults who become married couples think that they are ready for the challenge that seep ahead, but they are wrong. I don't get married couples, make sure you're in love because if you aren't, it really means nothing. It's crazy that people waste their time saying I love you because they feel it when they touch for the moment, but as the relationship keeps transitioning in something else; time really bites and at some point you don't feel anything anymore and want to move on. I remember when my parents were about to get a divorce; I was around 7 probably at the time and they always had fights. Sometimes I swear I'm the mistake in my family, because I don't think my parents really loved each other, which is sad. It's like I'm made of out of something other than love. So we were in Puerto Rico, and we traveled 3 hours across the southwestern territory to go and visit my mom's family, which we did most weekends. However, this happened on the way back home, on a Sunday and they were fighting for god knows what. So we are traveling back, what I recall is that they were fighting and I wished to be somewhere better. My mom was screaming and crying and my dad was getting out the car a couple of times because he couldn't take the pain anymore. Me, the innocent child, was just watching and couldn't do anything. The worst part was when we were halfway down the road and my dad took out his gun, swearing to do something bad. And we are just crying there and driving back, it was horrible. My mom, "Raphael, put it away! What are you doing?" "You what me to do it, huh?!" "STOP IT!" After that ride, it was the most traumatizing moment I had as a child. We arrived home and my mom again like in the other post was crying and calling her sisters to tell her what happened. My mom was just pacing fast across the bedroom, where she couldn't sleep. My dad started packing a few of his things and I asked "Are you ok?" "Don't talk to me, talk to your mother." I went to school the next day pretending nothing happened. I don't know how I've survived my parents' turmoil. I don't know how I got here today without any harm done really.