This was a moment in my life that was so shocking and defining that I refer to all my memories as the 'before and after' of this incident.
I was fifteen and hated the world. My parents sat me down to have a talk. I don't remember too much. Something about divorce. Adultery. Tears. It was one of the only times I ever saw my father cry. My somber tears feel like rain. This may not be shocking to most, but one never expects it to happen to them. Everything was different after that... even me.
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