On that afternoon, of this memorable day, I woke up with an eerie and strange feeling inside me like someone had just told me horrible news. I remember not wanting to get up, because I had this strange feeling that something that day would change my life. As I stepped out of my bed, my feet felt numb and cold, and my palms felt sweaty. Then as I walked out of my room, I overheard my parents talking.

Today is the day."

" Lets tell them when they are both awake and able to comprehend, replied my father."

As I walked downstairs to go eat breakfast, I heard footsteps behind me. It was my sister. She had just woken up. When we sat down at my kitchen counter, we started to talk. I asked Jen if she knew what our parents were talking about when they said they had to tell us something. My sister had a hunch that it had to do with their marriage, but she wasn't sure. She told me that she had a gut feeling, because our parents were constantly fighting about my sister’s problems and how my dad would never pay the bills on time. They didn’t seem so happy together anymore.

Later that day at around 3:00 p.m., my parents both told us to go into the den because they had to tell us something important. About ten minutes later, we were all in the den. My mom decided that she was going to tell us the secretive news.

to know that you're not the cause of this divorce."

Suddenly I felt strange again, and I felt like my stomach was going to do something awful. My palms felt gross. The air around me suddenly thickened. I didn't feel so great.

I had mixed emotions. I felt like crying, jumping for joy, and screaming all at the same time. I wanted to jump for joy because I felt that in my heart they would be happy again, but at the same time I wished that they could stay together and still be happy. I felt like crying because it is a sad thing when parents split up and get a divorce, no matter what the situation is. Instead, I just sat there in the den, with a blank look on my face. I felt the need to say something. I wasn't sure what to say or ask. I wanted to know why and what for, but I knew all those answers, so I just replied "ok" and "I understand."

By nighttime, my father was packing his bags with all of his belongings and clothes. Apparently, my dad had some place to go other than my home. I was confused. As I watched my dad pack and my mother just sitting there watching T.V., I realized that my dad would no longer be able to always be there for me like he was before the divorce.

Now that my parents are divorced I look back and start to remember all the good and bad times my family shared together. I now realize that the bad times were just too powerful to overcome the "happy" times we all shared as a family. In my opinion, it was a good idea for my parents to get a divorce.

I am now a different person than I would have been if my parents stayed together. I now question relationships, love, and marriage. Do they last? Why or why not? I now believe that I won't stay married to one person. I feel that I will get a divorce at least once and then remarry, just because of my parents’ divorce. I am a young girl questioning love and marriage, because I’m not sure if love can really last for a life time.