When I was 8 we moved to Harrisburg PA. The happy memories were now mixed with moments my mom was sad or arguing with my dad. My mom still baked cookies and we had many friends but my dad was also gone a lot. I did not know that he was seeing someone else at first until he started taking us to visit her. I did not like her. Me and my siblings did everything we could to drive her crazy. Roller skating in the house, swinging from the ceiling fan, and being as loud as we could. Unfortunately it did not stop her from working with my dad to take us from my mom. Which he did by bringing us to another state and while we were staying in a hotel he told my mom he was taking all of us kids to breakfeast at Mc Donald’s which he did but he never took us back. He took us to a house he set up with his girlfriend and filed for divorce.
I'm a survivor 