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AUTOBIOGRAPHICAL INCIDENT Since I was five years old I can remember my dad cheating on my mom twice and me bearing witness to him being around these women's. All along my mom is at home thinking that everything is all right with her family. She's given everyone in this house so much love and comfort she does not deserve to be treated that way she has. My dad to me was a strong, hard working and dedicated man that served this country in the Marine Corps. So why did he do what he did to my mom I ask myself. Till this day I still cannot believe why he would be with other women's when he had my mom at home. My mom is one of the most sweetest people ever that you would meet. She does not judge people without even having a single conversation or getting to know them. Every morning I can see her eagerness to wake up and start her day. From what I can remember I was in the car driving with my dad, which happened a lot, I think he used me as a reason to go out. We arrived at this house that I have never seen before and there were several kids in the front lawn and on the street. My dad had told me to stay outside and play while he was inside talking supposedly but all I did was just stare at the kids and think to myself who they were. I was at least outside for like forty minutes and my dad and this lady came walking outside holding hands and gave each other a huge hug. I did not really pay any attention to it because again I was only five years old but in my head I knew that lady was not my mother. We got home and he acted like nothing happened and I could not tell my mom what I saw because she would not even bother to listen to me. Two days later what happened on this day I will never forget in my life. My aunt from Panama had co to visit us with my cousin. From me snooping around and listening to their conversation I could hear both of them talking about my dad. I did not hear much because my brother caught me listening. The conversation was not very enjoyable especially not the serious look my mom had on her face at that time. Sooner than I thought my mom asked me if I ever saw my dad with another lady. I was so scared to tell her anything I thought I would get in trouble with my dad but I did not even know what was going on. Well I told my mom everything about me going to this lady's house and me being outside the whole time. She had asked me if I was inside her house and I told her no but that I just saw them both hugging. I do not know if that was the right thing to do telling on my dad. My mom got really angry after that and she told all of us to get in the car and she did not drive far we ended up in Carl's Jr parking lot and she got out of the car and I saw a car exactly like my dad and she opened it and the rest I do not know. When we got home a few minutes later my dad did and they were yelling at each other and my dad was begging my mom to forgive him. In my mind I was like how can my mom forgive him after he cheated on her and to my dad how can he expect to be forgiven. My mom told my dad to take his stuff and leave the house and then that is when I knew things were not a joke. Since then everything that goes in their relationship is not the same any more, why, because after all that happened my mom forgave my dad and he cheated two more times on her. That really hurts me that he did not learn from the first time but that he kept on doing it and not once did he think that he could have lost my brother and me. Till this day my parents are together not divorced but they do not talk to each other after a recent problem. I think just by the experience I had when I was little just makes me a stronger and more honest person. Even though my relationships will be though because I will be scared that I will get cheated on like my mother. It also makes me open my eyes and really see whom I am and how much I have to give. Never will I forget what I went through and am going through right now it will stay with me and remind me to be faithful and true to myself.

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