My Father's Abuse In High School
They are fighting again…
My parents’ divorce crippled me. Endless trips from house to house coupled with anxiety over my personal future as well as my parents’ stole my attention. As a result, my overall academic performance significantly weakened.
For the majority of my high school career I dealt with my Father neglecting my two older brothers and myself. It seemed normal for him to leave unannounced for multiple days with minimal food in the fridge. Whenever I asked about his whereabouts he would state that I am merely a minor, so I did not need to know where he was going or what he was doing. If I ever attempted to call his cell phone at late hour he would reject the call or convince me he would be home soon – which was usually a lie.
The night before I took the ACT, my final achievement test of high school, my father instructed me to play an old Chinese memory game to heighten my memory and, hopefully, improve performance. My father handed me his black Dell laptop, and …show more content…
As I infiltrated his picture files, I saw images of his six-foot-one figure posing with relatives, pictures of pristine mountains, beaches, and lakes. I began to piece together his cryptic actions. I lamented on instances when my dad snuck out late at night or when he departed for a weekend unannounced only to return as though his actions were normal and unnoticed. The pictures justified his strange behavior. After minutes of snooping, I stumbled upon a picture featuring a woman in a pink dress wearing a yellow armband sitting next to my Father. They were seated on a black couch holding two identical babies wearing matching pink dresses, similar to the woman’s dress. My fists clenched, my heart pounded, and my eyes filled with tears. I needed to pull myself together for the exam the next day. I was blinded by of my Mom’s inconceivable words. I could not believe my Father's
My parents’ divorce crippled me. Endless trips from house to house coupled with anxiety over my personal future as well as my parents’ stole my attention. As a result, my overall academic performance significantly weakened.
For the majority of my high school career I dealt with my Father neglecting my two older brothers and myself. It seemed normal for him to leave unannounced for multiple days with minimal food in the fridge. Whenever I asked about his whereabouts he would state that I am merely a minor, so I did not need to know where he was going or what he was doing. If I ever attempted to call his cell phone at late hour he would reject the call or convince me he would be home soon – which was usually a lie.
The night before I took the ACT, my final achievement test of high school, my father instructed me to play an old Chinese memory game to heighten my memory and, hopefully, improve performance. My father handed me his black Dell laptop, and …show more content…
As I infiltrated his picture files, I saw images of his six-foot-one figure posing with relatives, pictures of pristine mountains, beaches, and lakes. I began to piece together his cryptic actions. I lamented on instances when my dad snuck out late at night or when he departed for a weekend unannounced only to return as though his actions were normal and unnoticed. The pictures justified his strange behavior. After minutes of snooping, I stumbled upon a picture featuring a woman in a pink dress wearing a yellow armband sitting next to my Father. They were seated on a black couch holding two identical babies wearing matching pink dresses, similar to the woman’s dress. My fists clenched, my heart pounded, and my eyes filled with tears. I needed to pull myself together for the exam the next day. I was blinded by of my Mom’s inconceivable words. I could not believe my Father's